I still love the people of the church. I cared for them my entire life.... I didn’t want to leave them behind but I couldn't be like them anymore.
I’ve been observing crowds all my life. I’ve seen them get sad, anxious, giddy, angry, reactive, and just plain stupid. People who were generally thoughtful as individuals could lose their ability to think for themselves when influenced by a crowd.
I asked for conversation and they attacked. I say they're chicken... If I were still a minister, I'd be embarrassed at their answers.
The church claims to be an instrument of truth. How do people find truth if they are not allowed to ask, seek, and knock? Is the institution really so fragile that it can’t handle my voicing my thoughts?
I haven't lost myself. I'm growing up.
Hell was always a rotten motivator, however it has added to the general anxiety of people
To the surviving handful of people who tried so hard to get rid of me over the last three decades, feel free to claim your victory.
Parents, your children are more important than your religion.
Don't follow the crazy people, no matter how many Bible verses they quote.
I’m not a sinner. I’m a person. I posted this on Facebook and received some powerful reactions. My minister pals responded with gentleness and support. Other friends, though they were kind, equated my statement with total rejection of the Christian doctrine and it confused them to hear this coming from a pastor. Some cheered me … Continue reading I’m not a Sinner. I’m a Person