whose stories are they?

Jan 21, 2009 17:04

This is a personal essay I have been trying to write for a very, very long time. It isn't sparked by one thing in particular, but it comes in response to, and accord with, things I've read by chopchica and miriam_heddy and roga and dafnap and abyssinia4077 and xiphias and kita0610 and ... yeah ( Read more... )

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newredshoes January 22 2009, 01:44:08 UTC
Thank you. Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you.

I remember the first time I was told that the Old Testament God was angry and vengeful, and that the New Testament God was gentle and forgiving, and obviously superior. I can't begin to say how angry that made me, and I was just a kid and she was the grown-up next-door neighbor, so I couldn't talk back. No. We are more. We are so much, and so few people want to hear about it. It doesn't count the same way. But I'm glad I read this, and that you wrote it. I will always be happy to see you write more.

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nepheliad January 22 2009, 01:45:29 UTC
I remember the first time I was told that the Old Testament God was angry and vengeful, and that the New Testament God was gentle and forgiving, and obviously superior.

Holy what I do not know what to say to that except hello, sudden blinding rage!

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newredshoes January 22 2009, 01:48:04 UTC
Oh, yeah, you never heard that? Yeah, welcome to my childhood. I used to get invited to vacation bible school over the summer because "it was just something fun to do" and there was nothing religious about it. My friend never understood why I kept refusing.

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nepheliad January 22 2009, 02:03:07 UTC
I was lucky in where I lived, I think, in that alternating between the Harlem and Yorkville sections of Manhattan most of the people I associated with until I was about ten were Jewish, and after that it was a fairly even mix. So people knew not to say stuff like that, though the converse is I, uh. Didn't think Christians were real until I was five. I thought my mother made them up. :| My parents like to remind me of this.

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nextian January 22 2009, 02:56:56 UTC
I can't remember the first time I repeated that bullshit, but it was around the same time I was learning the actual texts, so you would've thought I'd have known better.

We had this Shakespeare camp one year held in my temple where a tiny Christian girl told me about how misguided and sinning and silly I was. I've never forgotten that she felt like she could say that in my temple, to my face.

Thank you so much for reading, and for assuring me I'm not crazy. ♥

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