My Courtship Story ~ Part 6: The Countdown

by Young Mom @ Permission to LiveHunk and I and our parents set the wedding date that same night. He was going to graduate school (3 hours away) that August, and we both knew that we did not want to risk our parents nixing a wedding before next summer. A wedding over Christmas or spring break sounded complicated, and we both knew that he would be distracted from his schoolwork driving down to see me. Secretly I felt that I would go insane if I had to go days and days without seeing him. After a few calls to family members who lived some distance away, we settled on a date in July, eight short weeks away.I now had a ring on my finger, and people who knew me at violin classes were shocked, … [Read more...]

Patheos Atheist LogoLike No Longer Quivering and Patheos Atheist on Facebook!

My Courtship Story ~ Part 5: Will You Marry Me?

by Young Mom @ Permission to LiveTwo days later, I was allowed to drive over to “Hunk’s” house for the first time (with a sister along) and when I got there we went for a walk around the block alone (his family was a bit more liberal than mine). I had explained to my Dad that it felt very awkward to not be able to touch at all, and he had approved of us holding hands and promised to give “Hunk” a call to give him permission to do so.So we held hands as we walked, and I told “Hunk” about a dream I’d had where he had told me “well, this has been nice, but you’re not the one for me.” He replied with a shocked look “How could those words come out of my mouth!?” We walked in silence for a few … [Read more...]

Patheos Atheist LogoLike No Longer Quivering and Patheos Atheist on Facebook!

My Courtship Story ~ Part 4: The Singing Again

by Young Mom @ Permission to LiveWe had a good time talking and getting more comfortable being around each other that first day of our courtship. And best of all we were able to see each other again the very next day at Greek class. It was kind of nice to be officially courting, because now we could get down to business and talk in more depth about our beliefs and what we were hoping for in a marriage relationship and children.That Monday after Greek class (while my sisters hung around and waited for me to be ready to leave) we even talked a little bit about ideas for a wedding. Before I left that night “Hunk” gave me a letter to open the next day (he called it “sad Tuesday”) since we wou … [Read more...]

Patheos Atheist LogoLike No Longer Quivering and Patheos Atheist on Facebook!

My Courtship Story ~ Part 3: New Horizons

by Young Mom @ Permission to LiveMid April, my friend the Greek teacher walked up to me at a church event and started talking to me. We chatted about C.S. Lewis and Victor Hugo and suddenly I saw “Hunk” in a different light. He was interesting, he actually listened to stuff I was saying instead of keeping quiet just long enough to formulate his response. When I saw him the next week, he ended up hanging out by me again. We talked, if I walked into another room he would wander in there himself a few moments later. I started to think that maybe he was interested in me, but I still wasn’t sure if I was interested in him.“Jay” was still on Military leave, and he randomly tried to make convers … [Read more...]

Patheos Atheist LogoLike No Longer Quivering and Patheos Atheist on Facebook!

My Courtship Story ~ Part 2: Waiting and Hoping

by Young Mom @ Permission to LiveNow that I had given up on being anything but what my parents wanted from me, I began to gain some sort of sense of contentment. I was still afraid that I was going to be a stay at home daughter the rest of my life, but I had hope that “the time of the singing” would eventually come. So I poured myself into being the best daughter I could be. I had discovered some food allergies that had been impacting my health, and after removing the troublesome food from my diet, I had more energy. I got better and better at cooking and cleaning, I dreamed about how I would run my own house someday. I was usually too tired to work on anything for my hope chest, but I was … [Read more...]

Patheos Atheist LogoLike No Longer Quivering and Patheos Atheist on Facebook!

My Courtship Story ~ Part 1: Listen for the Singing

by Young Mom @ Permission to LiveI begged my Mom to let me go to high school when I was 14. She was shocked by my request. How could I fail to appreciate all the time they had invested in homeschooling me, she told me how the school system was filled with evil, and how easy it was for a young girl to get taken advantage of. She promised that if I worked hard to finish my schoolwork, I would be able to go to college anyways, so why bother wasting my time in high school? I gave up.At the age of almost 16, I was allowed to go to a small “homeschool” college that was holding it’s first ever summer camp for teens. The camp had strict rules about dress code and interaction with the opposite sex … [Read more...]

Patheos Atheist LogoLike No Longer Quivering and Patheos Atheist on Facebook!

That Evil Feminist Movie, "Tangled"

[Note: For NLQ readers wo have not yet joined the forum, here's a small taste of what you're missing ~ :)]by Tess WilloughbyI found this and just about died. As a woman who escaped from my own abuser and "tower" of extreme fundamentalism, I can't get over this woman's take on the Disney movie "Tangled":Ladies Against Feminism: Mangled Stay-at-Home-Daughters on the Silver Screen.Rapunzel's rebellion, anti-domesticity, and general unwillingness to stay put are decried at length. In the movie, Reims states, "we’re treated to an interesting commentary on homemakers and why these captives to domesticity are setting themselves up for eventual disenchantment."Say what?Even though R … [Read more...]

Patheos Atheist LogoLike No Longer Quivering and Patheos Atheist on Facebook!

No Charity in The Remnant ~ Part 3: Rebellion

by Whisper RainWhisper ran outside, down the slope, and into a tangle of trees. She sat down in the grass, in shock. It was kind of a blur, what had happened just now in the house... something that had never happened before in her sixteen years of life. It was joked about maybe, but never for real... but this... this was dead serious.Her parents used to feel kind of sorry for her friends who lived their lives inside a rigid cage of rules. The Rains didn't operate that way! Whisper's parents were her friends! But the way she had just been talked to in that house felt anything but friendly... it felt demeaning.Denny Kenaston's archaic chatter about "modesty" and "submission," and … [Read more...]

Patheos Atheist LogoLike No Longer Quivering and Patheos Atheist on Facebook!

Justice is No Lady: Chapter 5 ~ In Pursuit of Biblical Theology

Warning: This story series contains descriptions of physical abuse.by Tess WilloughbyHannah was born at home in spring of 1996.  By this time, Nate had a better job at a personal injury law firm and we were able to get a three-bedroom house.Satan must have followed us, because now there were lesbians having sex in the mailbox and Nate had no idea how the pervert porn peddlers got his name and address again.I was still in a stupor, still worshipping my cult leader. The lights were on in my brain but no one was home. I think, however, that my brain’s doorbell started ringing in 1996, and Tess’s Good Sense began its three years of patiently knocking, waiting to be invited back in. Doubt … [Read more...]

Patheos Atheist LogoLike No Longer Quivering and Patheos Atheist on Facebook!

I Am So Much More Than a Maiden of Virtue! Part 4 ~ Little Things

by WanderingOneI am a nail-biter.  I don’t bite them because I’m nervous or scared or anything like that.  I just…chew.  My nails are ugly and jagged; short and stumpy.  I hate the way they look.Growing up my parents tried to discipline me out of the habit.  It showed a lack of self-control, an inadequate ability for self-restraint.  I tried to stop.   I hated disappointing them.  I was afraid of punishment.  And yet, I never could shake the habit.  I bit and chewed—perhaps it was a form of unconscious resistance:  this small imperfection, this awful habit, was a small way of ensuring that my parents’ authority was not absolute.  Maybe it was just a bad habit I could never kick.In any c … [Read more...]

Patheos Atheist LogoLike No Longer Quivering and Patheos Atheist on Facebook!


CLOSE | X

HIDE | X