helping those wounded by wolves
Insomniac poetry. (Yes, I know I have a ways to go. And YES I know all churches aren’t bad and NO I don’t think everyone should stop going to church. This is just my personal experience, it’s my therapy, so excuse the darkness.) From a prompt “__________ is the thing with ___________” based on Emily …
Yesterday, our story was published in a USA Today article titled "The tongue is a fire’: Southern Baptist church fractures over secrets and spiritual abuse" by Tricia Nadolny. Some external information was referenced in the story, which I have documented below. Note that the content of this blog entry may be updated or edited as necessary. …
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by Megan Benninger * Straw men in pulpits weave yarns of conviction That blind me and bind me into humble submission. Are these narratives authored in naivety? Or willfully conceived and designed to deceive? Realities, …
by Megan Benninger Dear SBC, Christa’s called for 15 years Through shattered heart and angry tears To have a list With your assist To save the little lambs. Though she persists You still dismiss Her simple clear request. So since you won’t, we’ll take the charge. Don’t trust you anyway. We’ll make the asked-for warning …
By Megan Benninger In His own image, God created them to rule— Male and female BOTH. (Genesis 1:27-28) ... A royal priesthood, Jesus, only, mediates. No patriarchy! (1 Timothy 2:5) ... Boys are not better. Slave nor free, male nor female. In Christ, all are one. (Galatians 3:28) ... ONE woman, not all, Paul told …
More insomniac poetry by yours truly: Patriarchy Malarky by Megan Benninger Life was grand With my band of Likeminded sisters. We homemade and mothered And remained under cover Of headship. An umbrella they’d tell us, For our safety and joy, God’s design for your kind, You’re a girl, not a boy. Of course you are …
A little late night PTSD poetry: Baptist Cult-ure by Megan Benninger My voice, my light, It’s your kryptonite. You love the dark, You love your privacy. Tell them not to gossip, Don’t destroy unity, One-on-one meetings, “Follow Matthew 18.” Your deceit, your game As you manipulated me, Gave you power and fame, But it was …
