#this is what gives me hope for my fellow christians
I was raised Christian, forced into it by my parents. For the past three years, I’ve been forced to carry out a process some of you may or may not be familiar with called Confirmation. It is essentially an extra bible study once a week which will eventually lead to you claiming to be a Christian you’re whole life.
I am reaching my third year of this, and one day, as I came home from the usual weekly Confirmation study, I broke down into tears. At this point, my mother knew I was Wiccan but insisted I continue Confirmation to make my father happy and to make an educated choice. However, she was worried about me, and made plans for me to see the Pastor of the church or lunch.
I was terrified. I did not want to go. She told him I was Wiccan, and I was sure he was going to berate me and try and convince me it was only a phaze.
He gave me a hug, and sat me down, and told me everything would be okay. He knew a surprising amount about Wicca, and acknowledged openly I practice witchcraft. He was extremely supportive, offering to lend me candles from the church. I told him my father was going to force me to continue Confirmation and get confirmed, and he was so unbelievably supportive. He offered to call my dad, he offered to help me find a way to spiritually disconnect myself from the Confirmation if I did have to be Confirmed, and he gave me ways to make Confirmation less miserable in general.
Stop generalizing Christians as bad.
Stop assuming all Christians are like the ones on the news.
Please respect Christians.
PLEASE do NOT reblog this telling me about the crappy experience you had with your priest. This post is made to show the good side of Christianity because Christians get so much hate okay
