Do you ever wake up and still feel caught in a bad dream from Sunday school?
One of the most beautiful parts of deconstructing religion is this: you get to decide which scriptures and stories you carry forward, and which ones you gently set down.
I am setting down the story of Jesus arriving in golden radiant clouds with trumpeting angels. I am setting down the belief that I need two years of food storage to survive Armageddon.
What I keep, I keep because it is true for me now, not because I was told to.
Which stories are you leaving behind? Which ones are you choosing to keep?
