No one has challenged me to fisticuffs, pistols, or dueling Bibles. However, they really don’t know what to say when I tell them I'm an atheist.
“David, what happened to you? Did we do something to cause you to fall away?”
I was hoping I could have my own thoughts, express my views, and even debate them strenuously, yet stay friends. Is that possible? I still love these people and would never reject them. In fact, I’m still here for them.
I say that even with the best intentions, there’s a great deal of manipulation happening in church camps. Tell me I'm wrong... that these elements are not in church camps....
I later apologized for my anger but every week when I had to see that guy in church, I had to resist the urge to grab him by the lapels, pin him to the wall, and express my feelings.
Wouldn’t it be great if we could wave our hands and say an incantation that would make our unhappiness go away in the blink of an eye? Believe me, if I had the magic words I would to give them to you.
But in all my years of helping people, I’ve never seen change come magically. However, I have seen power come to people through their courage, wisdom, and patience.
As a Life Coach, I can help you find your strength and plan your next course of action. And when the changes come, it won’t be because you found magic. It’ll be because you found your power.
Please note: I am not a psychotherapist. Mental illness is nothing to be ashamed of but it requires the help of a therapist.
Photos on this page by Sylvia Kirkendoll Mercer
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