Bringing the past into the future

There a lot of interesting things about writing for public viewing. I got an email a few weeks ago from a pastor in some far away place who had read something I had written about 7.5 years ago. The essay was the first thing I had written years and it was the beginning of me turning the corner in my detox from church. 7.5 years ago Jaden was weeks old and keeping me up at night as infants do. During one of my many times up to help his get back to sleep, I laid him down, but instead of going back to bed myself, I pick up a pen a journal and started writing. What came out was a mix of anger, a desire for holiness, a catharsis, and sleeplessness. The title I affixed to this was, "Pastors or Prostitutes" and the article I published online is pretty much word for word what I wrote down in my journal that night. it was the beginning of a long list of rants I wrote in 2001-2003.

When someone emails you and tells you that something you wrote is meaningful to them it's a confusing feeling. Especially something from almost 8 years ago. So the first thing I wondered was, what did I say? So I went back to read it. As I read it, I still like the content. I think I was on to something, but today I don't like my attitude so much. The anger, the reaction, the chip on the shoulder I can do with out today. But I wouldn't edit or change it. It's a good reminder to me about a lot of things. I say I was on to something because, at the time I wrote "Pastors or Prostitutes" I wasn't sure if I was right. I was writing, publishing and daring anyone to agree or disagree with what I wrote. I was searching for truth more than proclaiming it. (Though you'd never know it at the time.)

Here's a link to one of the places the article was published.
Tell me what you think.
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