My friend/critique partner Addie Zierman’s memoir When We Were on Fire comes out! I have already read and reviewed this book, and folks, let me just say that Addie is a tremendous writer, and you’re going to love this book.
Having grown up in the same 90’s Christian subculture as Addie, I can remember sporting the Christian t-shirts (the ones that annoyingly mimicked popular logos), listening to all the Christian bands, centering my week around youth group on Wednesday evenings.
Today, Addie is hosting a synchroblog on her site. She’s asked us readers to write about our own “on fire” days.
Mine come loaded with embarrassment– and an apology.
Here is the truth: black and white exist– but so does gray. I didn’t know that growing up amongst evangelicals. I was quick to judge, and I thought I owned the market on truth. In late high school and especially in college, I was a spiritual know-it-all. After all, I went to a Christian school, studied the Bible as an academic subject, and learned theology from some of the major players in that field of academia.
In other words, I was kind of a jerk. Maybe not even kind of.
As I am writing this, students from my alma mater (and Addie’s– we overlapped there for a couple years!) are clawing each other’s eyes out over Obamacare and politics and theology, still living in that black-and-whiteness of undergrad.
I graduated. I lost touch with reality and suffered from paranoia. I watched friends marry and divorce. I faced the stigma of mental illness. I underwent a therapy that some people would consider unholy. All those beautiful and ugly and layered and confusing shades of gray started to paint my world.
I am on fire in a new way now. On fire about grace. And mercy. About weakness and healing.
I am sorry for when I was on fire about being right and judgement and personal strength.
Addie’s book tells of her journey toward wholeness, of the ways that the evangelical subculture harmed her and others in the name of God and goodness, about her anger and spite when her eyes were opened to see this, and how she climbed out of the bitterness.
Buy her book.
Read the Prologue and First Chapter HERE
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