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oh this is gut wrenching heartbreaking writing. thank you.
Posted by mai'a on November 8th, 2009.
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i can’t go to church or be around my own people without remembering how willing they were to refuse their love when i did not believe enough to be healed.
*hugs tight*
Or maybe you believe too much to think that God made your body inadequate?
Posted by sanabituranima on November 8th, 2009.
wow, that is such a fascinating idea actually… the way i came to terms with faith x disability a long time ago was more that i am disabled (and other things) bc it was a part of my purpose, God-given factors to shape me into who i need to fill a calling. (now it seems to sound arrogant, but i used to get Christian friends to agree w/ me by saying that Dr. King couldn’t have led folks if he was white. same with disability justice work, you have to be disabled…)
but that…what you said… is definitely something to think about.
Posted by cripchick on November 8th, 2009.
and @mai’a, thanks girl. been thinking abt you lately.
Posted by cripchick on November 8th, 2009.
wow, that is such a fascinating idea actually… the way i came to terms with faith x disability a long time ago was more that i am disabled (and other things) bc it was a part of my purpose, God-given factors to shape me into who i need to fill a calling. (now it seems to sound arrogant, but i used to get Christian friends to agree w/ me by saying that Dr. King couldn’t have led folks if he was white. same with disability justice work, you have to be disabled…)
Yeah, that’s kind of what I meant. God gives us all the bodies we need for the lives we are meant to lead… God wouldn’t make a body that is in some way fundamentally wrong.
Posted by sanabituranima on November 8th, 2009.
This is an incredible piece. Thank you so much for sharing it.
Posted by annaham on November 10th, 2009.
There is the faith that seeks to heal, and then there is the faith that assumes one’s given body-condition is entirely “God’s will” and wouldn’t dare to try, because that would be to question His will. (On the far-end of this spectrum would be Jehovah’s Witnesses, Christian Scientists and others who don’t even believe in “medicine”…)
I came from the latter group, and I am so grateful when I read accounts like yours. I often curse my family and their goofy Christian Science ways (my grandfather was a stalwart), but at least they never subjected my mother to such cruelty and seemed to think she had some special task to enlighten others. It wasn’t equality, but it was far better than what you dealt with, my love. (((weeps)))
Some days (today) I miss my mama so much; I wish she were here to tell you herself how great you and your writing is. She would be as proud of you as if you were her own. Maybe you ARE, in a way. :)
(((kisses)))
Posted by DaisyDeadhead on November 14th, 2009.
thanks for your comment, dais, particularly about what you said about your mother. xoxo.
Posted by cripchick on November 17th, 2009.
Wow. Beautiful. Thank you.
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