Catharsis
The urge to start a blog with my musings has finally become too great. I’m not sure that I have much to add to the millions of words in the Blogosphere, but often while I’m musing I begin to wonder if anyone has the same thoughts I do. So, I’m going to write them down and see if anyone relates. That is, if anyone reads this….
I’ve been having a crisis of faith for a long time now. For a girl who grew up in the church (Southern Baptist), it’s been a bit frightening. I always thought church would be a part of my life and now there is hardly a Sunday when I don’t come away from church feeling completely despondent. While I’ve found myself ready to throw faith entirely out the window, I would never do that because I realize the importance of giving my children a foundation of faith. Let me be clear here: there is a distinction between “faith” and “church.” Faith is of God and is a good thing. Church is made up of humans and can get pretty messed up.
I struggle. With being a full time, stay home mom. With wanting to be back in the Big 8 world. With wanting to work. With wanting to go back to school (God knows I’ve had enough school already!). With wanting to matter. With wanting to belong.
Here are my writings. Hope they make sense. Hope you’ll comment a little.
