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Heathen in Disguise

  • Feb 5
  • 1 min read

The first time I realized I wasn't like the other Christians was my freshman year at Penn, though I'd carried my suspicions long before then.


I'd gone to a Christian club meeting called Cru to try and be the person I wasn't yet ready to realize I was not.


The topic of discussion that evening was the merits of mission work.


My stomach tied itself in knots and eventually my hand sprang into the air.


"Spirituality is so personal; why would you ever want to strip someone of theirs?"


Some people looked to the ground. As far as I can remember, the conversation continued as if I hadn't spoken at all.


Clearly, I'd missed the mark on mission work--

or had I nailed it in its heart?


Either way, that was the first and last time I ventured into Penn's chapter of Cru.



Heathen in Disguise is from my zine "Notes from the Road," which I published in 2024. I plan to print a 2nd edition soon.



XO,

Spirit

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SuggaV
Feb 05

I can totally relate to trying to assimilate into the Christian clubs/church during my time in college knowing absolutely NONE of it resonated with me but all my friends were doing it. Smh. Like you I’m so glad I realized that it was not me at all. Your comment about mission work is spot on.

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Yay, I'm so glad I'm not alone in this <3 Here is to self-realization and self-actualization as we grow up and find the courage to fully be & free ourselves <3

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