For Eight Years, I've Been Feeling Like a Fraud in My Husband's Church
As I sat in the pew, mouthing words that didn't feel like mine, I couldn't shake off the feeling of being a fraud. Eight years of marriage have passed, but I still haven't found a way to reconcile my faith with my husband's - or rather, his church's.
My husband is a pillar of the community, but he respects my beliefs and has never forced me to adopt his. However, as we attend services together, I feel like an outsider. The emphasis on theology over Christ's teachings makes me uncomfortable, and the hymns and rituals seem like a form of ritualistic performance art that alienates me.
I suggested trying the Quakers, hoping to find a space where I could be myself, but my husband was not comfortable with it. It made me wonder if this is really about the church at all - or something more fundamental: my own desires and needs.
We've built a life together after difficult marriages, finding ways to reconcile our differences while sharing interests. But now, as we navigate the complexities of our faith, I'm struggling to find a way forward.
Is it possible that I've been carrying around this burden for too long? Perhaps I need to explore what's driving my discomfort and see if there are other spaces where I can connect with my faith - or discover new ones entirely.
One thing is clear: I don't want to continue going through the motions, feeling like a fake in a pew. It's time to take control of my own spiritual journey and find a way to be myself, without apology.
As I sat in the pew, mouthing words that didn't feel like mine, I couldn't shake off the feeling of being a fraud. Eight years of marriage have passed, but I still haven't found a way to reconcile my faith with my husband's - or rather, his church's.
My husband is a pillar of the community, but he respects my beliefs and has never forced me to adopt his. However, as we attend services together, I feel like an outsider. The emphasis on theology over Christ's teachings makes me uncomfortable, and the hymns and rituals seem like a form of ritualistic performance art that alienates me.
I suggested trying the Quakers, hoping to find a space where I could be myself, but my husband was not comfortable with it. It made me wonder if this is really about the church at all - or something more fundamental: my own desires and needs.
We've built a life together after difficult marriages, finding ways to reconcile our differences while sharing interests. But now, as we navigate the complexities of our faith, I'm struggling to find a way forward.
Is it possible that I've been carrying around this burden for too long? Perhaps I need to explore what's driving my discomfort and see if there are other spaces where I can connect with my faith - or discover new ones entirely.
One thing is clear: I don't want to continue going through the motions, feeling like a fake in a pew. It's time to take control of my own spiritual journey and find a way to be myself, without apology.