Just an Update
Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2018 4:29 pm
I still lurk every now and then, but I haven’t posted for a while. Thought it was time for an update, let some of you know where I am now. A few things have happened, although I'm still what you would consider fully active in the church.
I met with a counselor who has some faith transition expertise. She’s basically an exmo. DW has been supportive of me going, although we didn’t talk much about it, she gives her silent support and knows I still “struggle” with my faith.
DW gave a talk a few months ago, I was out of town. She sends me a copy of her talk the night before for me to look at and give her feedback. Part of her talk, she mentions a “friend” of hers that is going through a faith crisis, and that it breaks her heart to watch this “friend” go through this. Of course, that friend is me, and reading it I just cried. It brought back a flood of emotions. I told her I was sorry for breaking her heart, and we ended up having a good discussion.
A few weeks before this, we were making dinner in the kitchen and DD mentioned one of her favorite teachers at school, and that she is an exmormon. DW, in a nice and matter-of-fact way, says: “Your dad is going to be one of those exmormons someday.” Kids just thought she was joking.
I’m beginning to think DW is becoming more comfortable with the idea of me leaving the church. She still says to me fairly often that she hates church, and doesn’t want to go. This last Sunday she said it to me after Sacrament, and I told her I’m fine with her not going and that I would love her either way.
I’ve been teaching the 13 year old Sunday school class now for several months, and most of the time I love it. Still have triggers every now and then that set me off, but I love being able to teach the class the way I want to. I even let them decide some lessons.
I opened it up at the end of one of the lessons several weeks ago and asked them what they wanted the lesson to be on next week. This sweet young woman said: “How about why do miracles not happen to some people?” That’s what she wanted to talk about. Context: her father had just passed away in a motorcycle accident a few weeks before that day. That was, hands down, the best lesson I’ve ever had the privilege of teaching at church.
I met with a counselor who has some faith transition expertise. She’s basically an exmo. DW has been supportive of me going, although we didn’t talk much about it, she gives her silent support and knows I still “struggle” with my faith.
DW gave a talk a few months ago, I was out of town. She sends me a copy of her talk the night before for me to look at and give her feedback. Part of her talk, she mentions a “friend” of hers that is going through a faith crisis, and that it breaks her heart to watch this “friend” go through this. Of course, that friend is me, and reading it I just cried. It brought back a flood of emotions. I told her I was sorry for breaking her heart, and we ended up having a good discussion.
A few weeks before this, we were making dinner in the kitchen and DD mentioned one of her favorite teachers at school, and that she is an exmormon. DW, in a nice and matter-of-fact way, says: “Your dad is going to be one of those exmormons someday.” Kids just thought she was joking.
I’m beginning to think DW is becoming more comfortable with the idea of me leaving the church. She still says to me fairly often that she hates church, and doesn’t want to go. This last Sunday she said it to me after Sacrament, and I told her I’m fine with her not going and that I would love her either way.
I’ve been teaching the 13 year old Sunday school class now for several months, and most of the time I love it. Still have triggers every now and then that set me off, but I love being able to teach the class the way I want to. I even let them decide some lessons.
I opened it up at the end of one of the lessons several weeks ago and asked them what they wanted the lesson to be on next week. This sweet young woman said: “How about why do miracles not happen to some people?” That’s what she wanted to talk about. Context: her father had just passed away in a motorcycle accident a few weeks before that day. That was, hands down, the best lesson I’ve ever had the privilege of teaching at church.