How Anne Lamott Saved My Life: the Mercy of ‘Traveling Mercies’   Leave a comment

As I’m headed to the Festival of Faith and Writing in Grand Rapids, Michigan again this year, and Anne Lamott is speaking there, I am reposting how Anne Lamott saved my life.

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Having been raised in churches all my life, having done the double, triple, renewing salvation genuflect that Baptist kids do over their lives, knowing the plan of salvation in scripture form, calling card form, bracelet form, code form— you’d think that I was duly saved.  You don’t really have to do it so many times.

Until your life is at stake.

Coming out to myself really hit me hard.  It threw my sense of what I could believe in the Bible.  Waking up to the idea that I had been misinformed at such a deep level about who I was, and what I was, made me wonder if the Bible (or Christians) could get how God felt about being gay wrong, what else could they get wrong?  It threw me, too, into a world where I felt pretty lost.

But then one day, I found Anne Lamott.  Actually, she was…

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Posted February 25, 2014 by jstueart in Uncategorized

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