I love my people.
And my people love me.
Ha. J/k. I mean what to say here??
I grew up affluent and unchurched.
Then I joined a cult via a tantalizing youth group.
Then I married through that cult.
Haven't been affluent since, lol.
Began questioning my evangelical faith
once we moved to a new city and
joined a healthy, non-cult church.
Part of the questioning included questioning
how much suffering in marriage was too much.
As the healthy church people
loved and cared for me with 0 strings attached,
I felt the freedom to depart.
To depart in many ways.
I'll always be grateful to the people
who made up Rolla Vineyard then.
My descent into poverty as a single mom of 4 kids
pretty much changed everything I thought I knew,
as experience tends to do.
I mention it because what I believe now
shapes how I care for people
and what I stand for--and why.
I hated myself because the church
taught me I was nothing
without Jesus blood covering my nastiness.
I'm still recovering from
not being able to trust myself.
I never want to see anyone
endure what I did in the name of "love."
Human Design, though entirely unspiritual,
teaches people how to love themselves.
As they are.
What a better message is that?