Last Updated on January 8, 2023 by Jason Harris
There is no doubt about it, a faith transition can be a growing and learning experience. At least it has been for me. As well as my family. And everything is NOT roses.
In the growth there is pain and suffering along with joy and beauty. It’s both brutal and beautiful. “Brutiful” as Glennon Doyle would say.
Happy and sad, sorrowful and full of optimism and hope.
A complex mixture of emotions and contradictions, often simultaneously true and valid.
Life is hard. And beautiful. Life is good, and bad. Life is grey, and colored, and black and white. Finite and infinite.
Life is all of these.
At the same time.
My Mormon past beautiful and full of love and compassion… and pain and betrayal… and peace.
Compassion and broad acceptance I’m increasingly learning is able to gently hold it all…
A frightful, lovely, and calming place between heaven and earth.
Jason Harris lived as an orthodox Mormon for forty years. He writes about his experiences leaving the Mormon Church and reconstructing a new World-View. He believes all religions and scripture are man-made, potentially helpful and harmful. He believes there is Divinity in all of them and everywhere.
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