A little over a year ago I noted that Growing Up Goddy had been silent. Sadly, not too much changed in that time. With the exception of a few posts (and a magnum opus on the psychology of altar calls that grew too unwieldy to post) things didn't change much. The problem isn't a lack of material; it's a lack of clarity on the direction.
As I mentioned before, I started this blog as a exercise in bridge building. Caught between the world of enthusiastic believers and skeptical critics, I wanted to try to create a place where both perspectives were shared honestly. Believers, I thought, could hear legitimate questions and grow to understand the perspectives of those outside the bubble. Those outside the fold could learn to understand the idiosyncratic ways of those who were raised inside the Church subculture. Over time, though, my position drifted from conflicted belief to Pascal's Wager Gone Horribly Wrong. I no longer consider myself a Christian, and while I don't rule out the possibility of returning to the faith in the future, it becomes less imaginable each day.
Aren't there enough blogs out there full of ex-Christians venting about their experiences? Does the world need another snarky former evangelical taking potshots? Probably not. And personally, I've felt myself experience more and more anger as I've grown farther from the Church. In a way, I feel like I'm getting over the tangled aftermath of Stockholm Syndrome, working through my feelings about a lifetime of hypocrisy and outright deception that I experienced and willingly participated in. On the other hand, I'm often simply fighty with few useful insights. I don't want to be that guy.
I'll keep posting. I'll keep snarking. If you're still out there reading this, feel free to weigh in. I don't know where this blog is going, but I like where I am.