by DaisyNote: This post is part one of a series that originally appeared at my now defunct blog A Dragonfly Diary sometime in 2010. It has been updated slightly for publishing here but mostly left as it was. Because of this, this post reflects my attitude at the time of writing when I still felt a strong connection to Christianity. I'd also like to note that I'm not suggesting it is necessary to leave one's husband or faith in order to find happiness. That's just my story.***Work, work, work!Recently I caught the tail-end of the US-made Wife Swap program. The father in one home was a real stick-in-the-mud and a big believer in strictly 'training' his children. How I cringed to watch … [Read more...]
Crushing Daisies ~ Ways in Which Patriarchal Fundamentalism Harms Its Children ~ Part 1: Work, Work, Work!
by Libby Anne One of the defining qualities of beautiful girlhood is a love for home and hospitality. A young girl watches her mother and looks forward to the day when she, too, will have a family. While other girls are driven by wanderlust, the hospitable girl finds true contentment at home.I loved being at home, and I never wanted to be anywhere else. My home was my father’s castle, and I loved it. While some of my siblings sometimes chaffed at not being allowed to go out and do things with their friends like other children, it never bothered me one bit. I would have rather stayed home anyway.Because my parents believed work was good for children and because there was so much work t … [Read more...]
by Libby Anne Proverbs tells us that a virtuous woman "works with her hands with delight," and "does not eat the bread of idleness." The truly beautiful girl is one who sees her life as a mission of service. What others view as a burden, she views as a blessing and opportunity. I was nothing if not hard working. I often completed all of my school work before lunch, so that I could then turn to reading, sewing, or any of a number of other hobbies. School was something I excelled at, and my parents were proud of me. I studied advanced science and math and loved learning languages.Of course, as much as my parents valued academics, I knew there were other areas a young woman must excel in if … [Read more...]
by Whisper RainWhisper stared at Angelica's letter for a long, long time. She forgot to blink, and the words on the page blurred. "Whisper, are you saved?" She started to tremble... then shake... the horrible descriptions of hellfire she'd heard long ago rang in her ears. "YES!" She told herself. "I prayed the prayer!.. I prayed it so many, many times. I meant it! I MUST be saved!"Phrases from Charity sermons she'd heard around the house came back to haunt her... painstaking, detailed descriptions of all the actions that "naturally flow out of a life TRULY dedicated to God." Whisper was not submissive. She did not give a hoot about "modesty"... not according to those people's standards … [Read more...]