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AmyJ wrote:
I was thinking the other day about this. A while back I read an article on aging, and how a sign of aging is the decay of different parts of the body. The author made a note that the earliest sign of “aging” actually happens in the womb – that there are structures created and destroyed in the process of fetal development. Maybe in some instances part of our faith houses get destroyed because no longer need them. Instead of the actual building being integral intact, maybe there are parts of the building that are taught as being important in place that actually function as scaffolding and are destroyed/removed once that phase is complete.
Interesting thought. I would say that at times I feel like it is time for me to “graduate” from the church and move on.An example of that is that I read the following about a guy that essentially is saying, “I am part of the #metoo problem and you are too because we have always done these things”
http://www.patheos.com/blogs/leavingfundamentalism/2017/10/17/im-reason-women-posting-metoo/ ” class=”bbcode_url”> http://www.patheos.com/blogs/leavingfundamentalism/2017/10/17/im-reason-women-posting-metoo/ I opened up this and took in a breath thinking, “OK. Keep your mind open and maybe you will learn how you have been a jerk.” I have found that I have learned a lot about myself dealing with racism and patriarchy that a few years ago I would have brushed off as “I don’t have an issue there.”
As I was reading what he was admitting to doing I was
😯 . I can’t say that I have EVER done any of those. A part of that I think is just “me”, but also my parents and my church. As angry as I am at things with the church, I do have to admit the church did help me. There may have been other institutions and people that could have helped the same, but I have to admit I think I was helped not to be a jerk (or not as much as I could be).LookingHard wrote:
“OK. Keep your mind open and maybe you will learn how you have been a jerk.”
Reading this there certainly appear to be degrees of harassment. I am glad that I never did the more egregious stuff. I was almost ready to say, “nope. wasn’t me.” Then I remembered an incident or two from my youth that crossed a line. I am tempted to excuse or minimize these because of my youth. I want to resist this urge because I do not want in any way to normalize or excuse such behavior.
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