Huddled together in the back of a ramen shop in Koreatown, I ask my friend this question and she responds by telling me our church is like a snow globe. Now that she’s on the outside, she says she can still hear the people she’s left behind whispering about how they’ve lost her soul, how they’re still praying and petitioning for her return, for her salvation. But here she is, on the other side of that thin glass wall, feeling for herself the shocking cold of real snow as it melts on her tongue and between her toes. The lie that the world beyond this sequestered space would break her was just that – a lie.
My husband sent this to me a while back. I just got around to reading it, and I wish I had read this 7 years ago!!! I got whole body chills at the gym lol.
Your thoughts and words are perceptive. Truly. This is a vulnerable reach, but would you be interested in having dinner with us?
We actually might be neighbors-ish (we live in Atlanta and Stan works at Grady/Emory and mentioned something about following the same faith group thing…CAAC?)
Anywho, would love to hear more on this from you! Let’s see…how should I leave my contact info on this public space lol…
Hi Mina!
My husband sent this to me a while back. I just got around to reading it, and I wish I had read this 7 years ago!!! I got whole body chills at the gym lol.
Your thoughts and words are perceptive. Truly. This is a vulnerable reach, but would you be interested in having dinner with us?
We actually might be neighbors-ish (we live in Atlanta and Stan works at Grady/Emory and mentioned something about following the same faith group thing…CAAC?)
Anywho, would love to hear more on this from you! Let’s see…how should I leave my contact info on this public space lol…
eileensonu@gmail.com I guess we could start there if you were open to it!