nmwolfboy
01-15-2007, 08:09 AM
Over the last year i’ve been slowly re-reading portions of a book I have called “Owning Your Own Shadow”. It’s a small book that relates Jungian ideas about how throughout the process of enculturation we all create a shadow self from the bits and pieces of our personalities that we try to reject. These fragments are not only the weak parts of ourselves; they very often contain a great deal of our personal power. Over time, if not acknowledged and expressed the shadow self gains strength. I’ve found this idea in other contexts, such as paganism, wherein I knew shadow work as “confronting the guardian”.
As I continue to cautiously explore a re-conversion to Christianity, it occurs to me that my feelings about the faith of my childhood and youth are part of my shadow. The betrayal and anger I felt towards the Church is part of my shadow. The fear I feel in just being open to the idea of re-opening a relationship with the Church is part of my shadow.
Here I thought I’d thoroughly confronted my guardian, regularly had her/him over for tea, and that s/he had very few surprises left to spring upon me. How shady of her/him to bring up Christianity when I comfortably ask “what shall we talk about now?” I feel as though an old and dear friend has just told me to “put up or shut up.”
The Church of my youth injured me spiritually & emotionally. The Church catholic continues to injure many, including God’s glbt children. I’ve tried to open my mind and heart to the reality of the Church today and found that there are many who understand that and are asking for forgiveness. Who are inviting, almost begging us to return to the table because they recognize that we are all one. They look at us and see their brothers & sisters, with whom they wish to share. Can I forgive the Church? Not an easy task, considering that there are still some there who continue to perpetuate violence upon our souls.
This morning after waking I was reading about lessons in forgiveness. As an example, the author related that the clergy and laity at an Episcopal parish, recognizing the continuing hate & injustice perpetrated upon God’s glbt children by the Church, and repenting of this, decided to hold a special service wherein they asked forgiveness of their local glbt community. Upon learning of the service, authorities of the parish’s diocese were angry. To punish the parish the authorities cancelled a low-interest loan that they had provided to finance the parish’s new worship building.
Many in the parish initially reacted in outrage to this diocesan action, but the clergy of the parish asked that if they were seeking to dwell in forgiveness with the glbt community, shouldn't they also dwell in forgiveness with the diocese? This is the path the parish took. In the wake of their actions, attendance increased at that parish along with the offerings the parish received, and the worship building was paid off in three years.
Forgiveness yields its own fruit, sweet and nourishing. Perhaps I can learn to forgive the Church. Perhaps i can learn to forgive myself. I can’t think of any better place to try than my local parish, which turns out to have been the parish in this story.
What are your thoughts/experiences about forgiveness, especially personal forgiveness of the Church around issues of glbt exclusion?
As I continue to cautiously explore a re-conversion to Christianity, it occurs to me that my feelings about the faith of my childhood and youth are part of my shadow. The betrayal and anger I felt towards the Church is part of my shadow. The fear I feel in just being open to the idea of re-opening a relationship with the Church is part of my shadow.
Here I thought I’d thoroughly confronted my guardian, regularly had her/him over for tea, and that s/he had very few surprises left to spring upon me. How shady of her/him to bring up Christianity when I comfortably ask “what shall we talk about now?” I feel as though an old and dear friend has just told me to “put up or shut up.”
The Church of my youth injured me spiritually & emotionally. The Church catholic continues to injure many, including God’s glbt children. I’ve tried to open my mind and heart to the reality of the Church today and found that there are many who understand that and are asking for forgiveness. Who are inviting, almost begging us to return to the table because they recognize that we are all one. They look at us and see their brothers & sisters, with whom they wish to share. Can I forgive the Church? Not an easy task, considering that there are still some there who continue to perpetuate violence upon our souls.
This morning after waking I was reading about lessons in forgiveness. As an example, the author related that the clergy and laity at an Episcopal parish, recognizing the continuing hate & injustice perpetrated upon God’s glbt children by the Church, and repenting of this, decided to hold a special service wherein they asked forgiveness of their local glbt community. Upon learning of the service, authorities of the parish’s diocese were angry. To punish the parish the authorities cancelled a low-interest loan that they had provided to finance the parish’s new worship building.
Many in the parish initially reacted in outrage to this diocesan action, but the clergy of the parish asked that if they were seeking to dwell in forgiveness with the glbt community, shouldn't they also dwell in forgiveness with the diocese? This is the path the parish took. In the wake of their actions, attendance increased at that parish along with the offerings the parish received, and the worship building was paid off in three years.
Forgiveness yields its own fruit, sweet and nourishing. Perhaps I can learn to forgive the Church. Perhaps i can learn to forgive myself. I can’t think of any better place to try than my local parish, which turns out to have been the parish in this story.
What are your thoughts/experiences about forgiveness, especially personal forgiveness of the Church around issues of glbt exclusion?