About a week ago, I posted a blog that I later removed. It was just to vulnerable. I wrote about my experience of being raised in a theology of a judgemental, rejecting God and later dabbling in the world of fundamentalism. It was about how the set of beliefs handed to me effected my life as child and later as a parent.
This morning the following article was posted on Facebook and I am pleased to share it here. It says what I was trying say without having to share my own story. It focuses on the experience of children, but I want to add here that these children go on to be parents who continue the cycle of living with the fear of a rejecting God…but now there is not only fear for one’s own loss of salvation but fear for a child’s rejection by God.
It is good to see this sick distortion of reality named: Religious Traumatic Syndrome
It gives me hope. Cycles can be broken. Understanding is the first step. Here is the article:
Note the italicized paragraph in which the author shares his experience:
“Here I am, a fifty-one year old college professor, still smarting from the wounds inflicted by the righteous when I was a child. It is a slow, festering wound, one that smarts every day—in some way or another…. I thought I would leave all of that “God loves… God hates…” stuff behind, but not so. Such deep and confusing fear is not easily forgotten. It pops up in my perfectionism, my melancholy mood, the years of being obsessed with finding the assurance of personal salvation.”
I could have written this same paragraph….even at the ripe old age of 70.