I’m going to cry. I need to wait for it to be socially acceptable to leave the room first. Then I’m going to find myself a safe space and cry. Maybe in five minutes. I feel the cry perched in the roof of my mouth. I can summon it whenever. Just not now. Five minutes. The room erupts in laughter. My mouth smiles. They think … Continue reading Feeling Offended
Better hang on to that salvation pretty tightly.* If you’re a Christian who makes it a daily habit to second-guess yourself (guilty wave), you might relate to that panicked feeling of wondering if perhaps, maybe, just maybe, your faith in God is not authentic. Maybe it is, in fact, wobbly. Surface-level. But you don’t realize it. After all, surfacey people don’t know they’re surfacey. Are … Continue reading How To Know If Your Faith is Real
Who is this Pentecostal God, sneaking around, putting words into people’s mouths, into their ears, wooing them to places they may or may not want to go?* Okay, so! I work at a charismatic-Christian publishing house which means that at work, I’m immersed in literature about getting closer to God, speaking in tongues, and, above all, hearing God’s voice. I always assumed the latter was a … Continue reading Can God Speak to You?
Strobe lights sweep across the auditorium. Music pounds against my eye sockets. Hands are in the air. They praise God with a passion that used to humble me to tears. I’m in my seat, arms crossed, eyes half open. Literally, I’m in a church. I’M IN A CHURCH AND THERE’S STROBE LIGHTS. I have been in the dregs of America’s Bible Belt for barely two … Continue reading When Christians Go Batshit Crazy
“May God bless you,’ the old lady told me. As she walked away, I exchanged a look with my dad, a look that read: That was weird. I’ve said this before in my blog. For most of my life, I grew up in a Christian Reformed Church—think hymns, creeds, pastors in long robes, Dutch Calvinists—and until going to college and transitioning to an expressive evangelical … Continue reading You Sound Like An Atheist
1. Rachel: Her job at the local pub & grill “I’m blessed to have such an awesome cast of coworkers in such a friendly, smalltown-America restaurant. From the cooks and dishwashers whom I can punch and throw food at to the waitresses that help me when I’m confused, from the runners, bussers, and cohosts that make me laugh to the banquet servers who make every function … Continue reading Savvy & Rachel Count their Blessings
“I don’t understand why we go to a church forty-five minutes away,” I say, gripping the steering wheel as I practice my driving. Dad leans back in his seat. “What’s the problem with that?” “It takes us out of the community.” “Fine, okay, I’ll tell you what,” he says. “You can pick a local church and I’ll take you there.” “No. Never mind.” “Why not?” … Continue reading Being the New Girl