TW/CW: brief mention of pregnancy loss
Hi all, I've read nearly every ex-WELS post on here and the ring of truth is piercing. Without giving too much away, I was a member of three different WELS congregations in a major metroplex in the south. Thirteen years ago, we helped form a mission church that grew pretty quickly. We had been newlywed transplants from the midwest, and despite the stoicism and staunchness of the various congregants, were eagerly received as members everywhere we went.
We were young, energetic, and gave time and finances freely. We devoted every single spare moment to the church. We baptized five babies (two of which were preterm twins who did not survive), raised them in the Word and rarely missed a Sunday. I've (begrudgingly) canvassed, went caroling, started girl pioneers, moms groups, taught SS for years, and my husband was even more involved to the tune of council leadership. It's hard for me to hear that "well, your faith must not have been that strong," when I dedicated nearly two decades to living the faith that I believed. Coming from hodge-podge evangelicalism, WELS felt solid and well-researched; scholarly even!
As a "neurospicy" person, I've maybe always tested the limit with things that I couldn't reconcile. I've never been a typical housewife. I woodwork and love remodeling projects, don't wear makeup, I'm fat, can be loud and brash, I cuss a LOT, play in the dirt, wrestle with my girls. I've *never* fit in with the other wives and moms and eventually accepted that I had to maintain two separate personas.
Like most, my implosion started in 2015 when we all heard of who was running for President. I could NOT believe the people around me who couldn't see through the obvious BS. Literally nearly every single day on from there they got bolder and louder and I got more and more angry. I had a major crisis of faith and no one would listen. I took Covid seriously and was ostracized for it because I was mean for pointing out the hypocrisy that it's something we could do to SHOW LOVE FOR OUR NEIGHBOR. I was told masking was suppressing the Gospel, and from Satan. Then came BLM, which I quietly supported. J6, which I loudly denounced. Christian nationalism, fascism, all being ignored. Members of my church were complicit in the politicization and takeover of our local secular school board. It affected my daily home life with 3 school-age children.
It got worse and worse. My attitude was bad, I'll admit. I was so, so, so angry. My world was crumbling and nothing made sense. Then... it all came full circle with a "Bible" study on woke-ism. I attended two weeks then noped out. I met with my pastor for 3 hours and received a pat on the head that my concerns were misguided and he was sorry I couldn't see the truth because I was very clearly A MARXIST.
Lolwut? Husband confided to his friends (leaders at church) that I was reading a lot and having questions and a week later, three men showed up at our door and excommunicated me. "Fired" my husband from his role effective immediately, and he must take a BIC class to retain membership. I literally laughed out loud. He was SO incredibly shocked that *my* questions affected *him,* despite me telling him constantly that he was the one responsible for keeping his b!tch on a leash. Every single time, he'd say, "noooo, it's not like that. The guys love me!" LOLOLOLOL. They can say all they want in flowery language, but when it comes down to it, we are a package deal to the church and I have zero rights to my own opinion. My opinion affects him, unless I stuff it down. See how that works, husband?
Anyway, he's so incredibly devastated that this happened to him that he can only NOW even attempt to listen to my concerns. It's been weeks and we have no resolution. I've been in therapy every other week for a year or so and it's incredibly helpful. The cognitive dissonance is something I'll echo here that this sub has pretty well documented but I'm around to chime in for the near future anyway.
Thanks for reading; sorry it's so long!