marching, we are marching, we are marching, woah hoooooo! We are marching in the light of God". My defence has to be that I was thirteen years old.
The post charismatic fundamentalist syndrome is something that became a big part of me too. I wish I'd had a group like yours. Even the initial 'spill your guts' group would've been cathartic. I kind of ended up cast in the church wilderness, so to speak. If my past experience is anything to go by, I'm convinced the Vagabonds did/does so many people the world of good.
I'm more and more seeing Evangelicalism as a wolf in sheep's clothing or a tare amongst the wheat. It seems to have persuaded the laity and themselves that its tenets are not only true but the very truth of God. That it is the truth of Christianity since Christ; the only true restoration of the church from Roman deception etc.
Questioning is feared, since you're questioning the safety of certainty and the only remedy to these challenges seems to be violence to varying degrees, be it shunning people from the church, or the Bible Belt demanding we blow up Baghdad. I say a wolf because it looks like the church, yet doesn't seem to be what
Christ talked about establishing on earth. Wish I had a ‘church’ like Vagabonds near me.
Jessie from Bristol, UK