Behind the Mask

Make sure they have fallen in love with your spirit first. Your body second. – Nayyirah Waheed

As a child living in a liminal state, the stability of church was important. Being a military brat meant I was always moving, but at least our family was together. When my parents divorced nothing was together. I felt whatever I loved would disappear.

Except for church. That was always there. I didn’t understand why but we were doing the same things on a weekly basis and I liked it. We ate Jesus’ body, drank his blood, and knew that he was alive within us. In a worldview that says humans knew the mind of God as the world came into being, these rituals seemed infinitely old. This was the body of the church that I could touch, taste, see, hear, and smell when the rest of the world made me feel numb. This was the body of a universal and ageless church I wanted to be a part of. It was a mask of the Christian faith.

I’m happy to share that this article has been published in Alice magazine! You can read the rest of the article here: