Leslie grew up in an active Catholic home. As a child she loved everything Catholic. The many social changes of the 1960′s and the distractions of college drew her away from the faith. After college she obtained a position as a TV talk show host. Soon after she found she was pregnant. Seeing no other alternative, she […]
I was in the newsstand of a Miami bus terminal, my saddle oxfords a bit scuffed and my uniform crumpled after a steamy day of classes, when I spotted something that utterly horrified me. It was not an X-rated magazine, but something much worse: a book called “Why I Am Not a Christian” by Bertrand Russell.
A Feminist Rebellion
I was raised in the Grace Brethren Fundamentalist branch of Protestant Christianity during the 1960’s and 70’s. I am grateful for a lot of the Bible-based teaching I learned there and from my mother; for the steeping and memorization of Bible passages; for all the wonderful stories that engrossed me; for the hearing the words of Jesus and His pure love. But my rebellious bent began to grow as I reached 15 and became skeptical about the manner of this branch of Christianity and the hypocrisy I witnessed around me and inside me. I wanted nothing to do with youth group. I had a strong dislike of the “saving of souls” that took place at the end of the preaching during particularly sad hymns. I took to sneaking out of the church and driving around in my parents’ car during the service. My absconding intensified when my pastor claimed to know when the world was going to end and picked a day that came and went while he remained at the pulpit.
Robin was raised in a family where her mother was a Christian Scientist and her father an indifferent Methodist. By the age of 14, both of her parents had died. This forced her to a deeper prayer life and Scripture study. After high school she attended a Christian Science college, in Illinois. By about the […]