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It can be hard to detangle all that indoctrination when someone deconverts, because their entire framework for viewing their lives comes from a religion that they now know makes a slew of untrue claims. Sometimes that framework isn’t even verbalized, so it can take years just to recognize that it’s even there, lurking behind our eyes and whispering all kinds of lies to us when we’re vulnerable. So I want to tear down the curtain separating us from the false wizard behind the scenes and show you those myths.

But I wasn’t surprised to learn recently that there are some Christians out there who are unhappy about this movie. I noticed some trends as I perused the reviews–and here they are. (SPOILER FREE.)

My ex-C friends are reeling–as they should be–at the news that a recent Republican scandal hit a little close to home this past week. To me, the story illustrates one of this blog’s primary messages: that deconversion doesn’t actually instantly confer enlightenment or wisdom upon anybody.

I was even more interested in the responses to the stuff women are sharing on #ThingsOnlyChristianWomenHear. These responses reveal a lot about the religion and its direction–and why it is failing so fast and so hard. They are the reaction to a tell-tale heart in hashtag form.

Yesterday I found myself attending to an age-old ritual that actually works, and I was thinking about how different my experience with it was from the ones I performed as a Christian. It starts with bacon, as most wondrous things do in my world.

With one of the biggest holidays in the entire Christian calendar coming right up our butts, this seems like a good time to describe altar calls.

I’m torn between mocking them to within an inch of their lives for flouncing away, and pitying them for not understanding that our modern values of consent and liberty are exactly what will prevent their visions from ever coming true.

I’ve seen pastors try off and on to stop their congregants from accessing the internet, but this new book that just came out, What Falls from the Sky, really takes the cake on that score.

An hour or so ago, right as I sat down to write a post today, I got word that my father had passed away. (I apologize in advance if this post contains more information than you ever needed about my personal life.) Today, let me show you how weird people can get about love, and yet how precious it is for all the weirdness that erupts around it.