I’ve written before about the many gifts my father gave me as a child. The spirit of religion happened to be one of those.
He took my virginity and taught me about his god.
His god was cruel, inflicted judgment and pain, and constantly gave me rules I couldn’t or wouldn’t want to follow.
Incest most often comes with this script of religion.
What’s the difference between religion and the God of the bible?
Too many differences to write in this small post, but I can sum it up for you. The God of the bible casts off your cares, He doesn’t add to them. He is full of love, mercy and grace and you don’t have to earn it, He gives it to you for the asking! The opposite is true of religion – you must earn everything, nothing is free. There is no mercy that sits with religious folks, well, unless they grant it to you. Love? It doesn’t exist in religiosity.
Jesus called religious people hypocrites. Hypocrisy means the practice of claiming to have moral standards or beliefs to which one’s own behavior does not conform; a pretense.
I’m not sure I’ve met a pedophile who didn’t fall into the standards of hypocrisy. They have to – they certainly can’t show up as themselves, so it makes good sense.
Just make sure you don’t fall into their practices.
My soul was thirsty leaving my parents’ house. I longed for fulfillment, love and justice. I wish I’d left the spirit of religion behind when I left them, but I didn’t. I dragged it beside for too many years. Not walking in the truth of my story, it allowed me to hide behind false pretenses.
You see how easy it is to remain in religiosity?
It took the strength of drinking God’s living water to find the courage to take off the mask of pretense, stop hiding and show myself.
I found the courage to remove that fake mask! It hurt, it tore at the fabric of who I’d built myself to be, but in the end, it led me to the truth.