I've been gone from Mothering for a long time. Thought I'd come back and try to find some peace, or at least vent a little.
My husband was raised Pentecostal, but when he and I got married, we were both "freethinkers." Secular humanists. Agnostic at best. He felt like the Pentecostal church had damaged him as a child.
After Sept. 11, he found God again. For about a year, I braced myself for what this would mean for our marriage and our kids. My reaction to his "revelation" was so intensely negative, that we didn't talk about it. About a month or so ago, he asked my permission to start going to church. I had no idea what that meant, really. He's back in church, twice on Sunday and Wednesday night, speaking in tongues, the whole bit.
I feel like I've lost my best friend. I'm constantly crying, mourning, trying to figure out what I'm going to do with my life. I was 21 when I got married, and I loved my husband intensely. I still do. Am I wrong to feel betrayed? To expect the core beliefs that we went into this marriage with to remain constant?
I never felt threatened by Christianity before. Now everything he says to me or my kids I feel suspicious of. I went to church a bit when I was a kid--Methodist. I don't mean to offend any Pentecostals out there, but of all the churches he could have chosen, I can't imagine one that would feel more strange to me.
Open-minded people, please offer your thoughts. I want to stay married to him, but I also want to live a happy life without bitterness.
My husband was raised Pentecostal, but when he and I got married, we were both "freethinkers." Secular humanists. Agnostic at best. He felt like the Pentecostal church had damaged him as a child.
After Sept. 11, he found God again. For about a year, I braced myself for what this would mean for our marriage and our kids. My reaction to his "revelation" was so intensely negative, that we didn't talk about it. About a month or so ago, he asked my permission to start going to church. I had no idea what that meant, really. He's back in church, twice on Sunday and Wednesday night, speaking in tongues, the whole bit.
I feel like I've lost my best friend. I'm constantly crying, mourning, trying to figure out what I'm going to do with my life. I was 21 when I got married, and I loved my husband intensely. I still do. Am I wrong to feel betrayed? To expect the core beliefs that we went into this marriage with to remain constant?
I never felt threatened by Christianity before. Now everything he says to me or my kids I feel suspicious of. I went to church a bit when I was a kid--Methodist. I don't mean to offend any Pentecostals out there, but of all the churches he could have chosen, I can't imagine one that would feel more strange to me.
Open-minded people, please offer your thoughts. I want to stay married to him, but I also want to live a happy life without bitterness.







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