I just went under contract for my very first house. I am so excited to finally have a space that is ours. My in-laws very graciously took us in almost 2 years ago so that I could afford to go full time to nursing school. We are going to be able to give them their house back. I feel like a REAL grownup now that I am going to start working a real job (this time in a field that I actually enjoy) and making mortgage payments.
A.G. keeps going back and forth on whether he wants the blue room or pink room. The most exciting part of this move for me is that we get our dishes back! The last two years, they have been in a box in the attic. One month to go and the place is officially ours.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Why am I newly fascinated with QF and christian patriarchy?
One "hobby" I tend to have is being fairly obsessed with reading up on immersing myself in one topic at a time. At various times the running topic has been chronically ill children (which got way too depressing with my personal life), natural birth, breastfeeding, attachment parenting, feminism, racism, reproductive health, etc. About a month ago I found a new interest in reading about those who had escaped various fundamentalist Christian groups and families.
I cannot quite explain why I find this so important. I did not come from one of these kinds of groups. I grew up in a fairly mainstream Christian household. I went to public school and was expected to go to college. I was allowed to believe that God created the world through evolutionary mechanisms. I wore jeans. I was allowed to go on dates. I absolutely cannot begin to comprehend what abused individuals have experienced coming out of the more patriarchal sects.
However, some of the experiences I read about do resonate with me. For example, while my family demonstrated a fairly egalitarian marriage, I read all the pop Christian literature as a teenager and gave me some very negative views of women. I experienced a number of times where real problems were dismissed with supernatural solutions: "just pray" "it will all work out" "give it to God"
I was really inspired the other day by Libby Anne's post here. I had a similar experience where at one point, everything snapped and I do not have the same faith that I used to. Its been a very emotional process and I still have not really "come out" as an atheist yet. (That still feels like such a dirty word to say out loud)
I have gotten so much insight from sharing stories of those who have come out of more oppressive Christian movements (whether still of the faith or not) that I am going to try to resurrect my blog, as less of a perfectionist this time. I'm going to let go and share what is in my head.
I cannot quite explain why I find this so important. I did not come from one of these kinds of groups. I grew up in a fairly mainstream Christian household. I went to public school and was expected to go to college. I was allowed to believe that God created the world through evolutionary mechanisms. I wore jeans. I was allowed to go on dates. I absolutely cannot begin to comprehend what abused individuals have experienced coming out of the more patriarchal sects.
However, some of the experiences I read about do resonate with me. For example, while my family demonstrated a fairly egalitarian marriage, I read all the pop Christian literature as a teenager and gave me some very negative views of women. I experienced a number of times where real problems were dismissed with supernatural solutions: "just pray" "it will all work out" "give it to God"
I was really inspired the other day by Libby Anne's post here. I had a similar experience where at one point, everything snapped and I do not have the same faith that I used to. Its been a very emotional process and I still have not really "come out" as an atheist yet. (That still feels like such a dirty word to say out loud)
I have gotten so much insight from sharing stories of those who have come out of more oppressive Christian movements (whether still of the faith or not) that I am going to try to resurrect my blog, as less of a perfectionist this time. I'm going to let go and share what is in my head.
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