Recently, I performed my first Wiccan Wedding ceremony for a lovely young couple and their baby.
In our church, we were suspicious of anything too emotional. We thought it was dangerous to get too caught up in wonder or elation because happiness couldn’t possibly be spiritual.
"I'm ashamed of you," she said. But she didn't mean it. Her religious leaders taught her to say such things and it caused her pain.
Leaving the church was one of the hardest things I've ever done. I have no qualms about letting go of God and religion. But the people--I loved them and I still do. I am aware of the flaws, dysfunction, and outright abuse that happened in many churches, and I understand that those who were … Continue reading I Counted In Church
I’m astounded that anyone could be persuaded to accept a way of life that guarantees their condemnation. But I’m sorry to say we made converts.
A beat-up sedan pulled up behind us and a young man climbed out. He was barefoot and shirtless.... "Y'all need any help?" he drawled.
After forty years, I can say I'm free of envy of my fellow youth group member, even if he is still handsome at sixty--like a movie star who has decided to make his hair gray to acknowledge he’s aging but still sexy.
On the one hand, I wish I had never left the ministry. On the other hand, I wish I had never gone into it in the first place.
What would it be like if we had a whole nation of grownups who knew how to think critically and cared enough to resist the hysteria of crowds? What kind of leaders would be chosen?
I’ve been hearing from some of my friends that they are tired of their tax dollars being used to enable people who were too lazy to work.