"The job of the exorcist is to imagine for the possessed a sense of who they are that they cannot imagine for themselves" As a Christian deeply disillusioned and disturbed with right wing politics and church-ianity, It is a breath of fresh hope to begin to imagine- perhaps there is another way. Your "hillbilly hymn" helped me begin to hope for one- and as an Asheville/Hendersonville native - atheist turned postmillennial Christian, who swallowed the red pill and then coughed it back up- it felt like a path back home- A path I would happily walk any distance if it meant I could sit on the porch snapping beans with my bible thumping granny, my outlaw mother, my gay brother and my redneck uncles while singing merrily of the Lord's kind return.
Everything about this is chefs kiss but this whole concept of Apocalyptic American Christianity as a heritage. Whoa. I felt this to my core. Always hard to explain how I haven’t thrown away the mystery of faith and wonder even now that I’ve moved on (to put it mildly) from the fundamentalism of my childhood. The world still does feel apocalyptic and unknowable and mysterious to me. This was a great muse on that feeling, thank you.
thank you for articulating something so well that's been living unspoken in the corners of my brain for so long. Very affirming and encouraging to read
I don't particularly believe in literal demons, gods, and spirits but i have found spiritual language to be the most effective framework to describe and explain the behaviors and desires of corporations, governments, and nations.
"The job of the exorcist is to imagine for the possessed a sense of who they are that they cannot imagine for themselves" As a Christian deeply disillusioned and disturbed with right wing politics and church-ianity, It is a breath of fresh hope to begin to imagine- perhaps there is another way. Your "hillbilly hymn" helped me begin to hope for one- and as an Asheville/Hendersonville native - atheist turned postmillennial Christian, who swallowed the red pill and then coughed it back up- it felt like a path back home- A path I would happily walk any distance if it meant I could sit on the porch snapping beans with my bible thumping granny, my outlaw mother, my gay brother and my redneck uncles while singing merrily of the Lord's kind return.
Dare I say “amen”?
Everything about this is chefs kiss but this whole concept of Apocalyptic American Christianity as a heritage. Whoa. I felt this to my core. Always hard to explain how I haven’t thrown away the mystery of faith and wonder even now that I’ve moved on (to put it mildly) from the fundamentalism of my childhood. The world still does feel apocalyptic and unknowable and mysterious to me. This was a great muse on that feeling, thank you.
thank you for articulating something so well that's been living unspoken in the corners of my brain for so long. Very affirming and encouraging to read
I don't particularly believe in literal demons, gods, and spirits but i have found spiritual language to be the most effective framework to describe and explain the behaviors and desires of corporations, governments, and nations.