There is a certain cynicism that comes with growing up in church. Or maybe that's just me, because I grew up in church and grew up in a legalistic home and now I'm picking up the shards of my broken faith and trying to piece together something akin to a spirituality.
Today was not the first time I've heard the Gospel (thank you, Brennan Manning). I think it was the first time I heard it from a pulpit though.
I will be 24 my next birthday. I have grown up in church. Why is this the first time?
I have accepted that the Church had made many mistakes. That I have made plenty more.
I will hold myself accountable for my mistakes. I will not go easy on the Church for theirs.
I think this boils down to:
I have a lot of resentment against the Church. I need to forgive the Church, and my family, for wrongs, real or otherwise, done against me. No one's perfect, and these people never claimed to be.