Parenting
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I see… They see…
I see innocent blue eyes. They see dollar signs.
I see a child full of wonder. They see a future cult member.
I see a strong woman in the making. They see free labor for the taking.
I see a toddler communicating her needs. They see a rebel committing sinful deeds.
I see a confident little girl – the life of the party. They see a will to be broken, a threat to the patriarchy.
I will never take my daughter to church. Why? I like who I see better.
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Goddess Mother
I almost didn’t become a mother.
Why would I, when the church told me that motherhood was my duty, without which I was a shadow of a person who could never be fulfilled? Why would I choose to be a “selfless” mother when it was clear there wouldn’t be anything of myself left?
Throughout my two and a half decades in the Evangelical church, I witnessed countless women sacrifice themselves on the altar of Christian motherhood. I observed that a mother dissolves and vanishes behind her list of chores and the people she serves and the house she maintains. As women, motherhood was nothing more than an obligatory martyrdom that came along with the bodies we were born with. It was a limiting factor in planning our futures. It was a reinforcement that our lives were not our own. It was a mask hiding whatever identity we once had. It was a reminder of our place and how we had better stay there.
So I almost left it all behind. Why wouldn’t I?
But I’ve always been a rebel and there remained a small part of me that hadn’t yet died. This part decided I didn’t want to let them take this choice from me. What if I wanted motherhood, deep down? I couldn’t yet tell. I hadn’t been allowed to get to know myself, let alone my desires.
Exploring the possibility of wanting children was a terrifying leap, but I wanted to know whatever choice I made was mine, and not a reactionary pendulum swing.
So I ran as far as I could, and when I finally looked back and felt I had come far enough, I explored motherhood on my own terms and in my own power.
Creating a brand new life was healing – not only my child’s but also my own. Resurrection came through my strong-willed refusal to be shrunken down, caged or erased.
I do not allow my sacred femininity to be weaponized against me any longer.
Today, I hardly recognize the hostage they held for so long. Instead, I am in touch with my inner goddess-mother, the divine feminine. I am a life-bringer, protector and sustainer. I perform miracles with my body, creating life from scratch and nourishing it. My empathy and compassion and care for this little human has no bounds. I am powerful and kind, fierce and gentle. I am her Life Source. I dip into my well to give to my baby, but I do not destroy myself as I was taught a mother does. My wellspring overflows.
I understand now how a god-figure is supposed to parent their beloved children, and it does not resemble Evangelicals’ god-the-father in any way.
I have finally met face-to-face with Sophia, the God-Spirit from Proverbs, and I know why the church repeatedly tries to deny her presence in Scripture. She threatens their grip on power. Addressing God with feminine pronouns resurrects a long-dead deity and breathes life back into a god cut in half. At last, I am held by Sacred Mother – the strong arms of loving embrace I longed for my whole life.
Those wolves-in-sheep’s-clothing tried to scare me with my own superpower but no longer. There is nothing more terrifying to those predators than an empowered mother who knows who she is. I struggled free and I have become what they fear.
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“You’ll Understand Someday When You’re A Parent.” … “No, No I Won’t.”
Maybe now that I’m a parent, they’ll actually believe me.
I’ll never understand why yelling at children is okay to teach them that yelling isn’t okay.
I’ll never understand why it isn’t wrong to hit children to teach them that hitting children is wrong.
I’ll never understand why “sinners in need of a savior” are perfectly right all the time once they reproduce – “Because I told you so.”
I’ll never get why it’s okay to treat children in ways we wouldn’t treat adults.
I’ll never be able to support teaching children from infancy that they are flawed and disgusting and evil and that they deserve to be burned alive forever.
I’ll never get why children aren’t allowed to express their emotions in developmentally appropriate ways like crying or stomping their feet, but adults “let off steam” however they feel they need to.
I will never comprehend why children are labeled disobedient for having preferences and opinions that are afforded to adults, like foods they don’t like or clothes they want to wear.
I’ll never agree that whining or complaining or saying no is morally wrong and sinful. As adults we complain about our jobs, we whine about the weather, we say “No, I don’t want to eat that. No, I’m busy right now.” But children do these things and they are punished – because it’s easier to be an absolute authority than to navigate the waters of mentoring and guiding an equally valid tiny human being.
Now that I’m a parent, what I do understand though, is that religious parenting inevitably becomes abusive at some point. Religion causes a parent’s allegiance to be split, and their loyalty is no longer first and foremost to their child’s well-being, but instead to the institution and it’s goals.
Now that I’m a parent, what I understand is that I don’t have to force my spirituality, or any of my beliefs for that matter, on my child. I understand that my “somewhat-hippie-new-age” leanings and my “somewhat-Christian-Mystic-adjacent” spiritual tendencies are mine alone, and while I can talk to my child about my spirituality, I don’t need to save her by forcing her to become my clone. I don’t have all the answers.
Overall, I had great parents growing up. They did their best within a toxic system. Some of my friends weren’t so lucky though. Why do we justify it when someone’s best still isn’t good enough? Doing your best within a toxic system is still toxic. Fulfilling religious obligations in child-rearing turns a parent against their natural instincts for their child in favor of obedience to a deity and its followers.
Often, the result of doctrine mixed with church culture is that Christian parents become little gods and children are their subjects. This toxicity is hidden in a pretty little package of familiar dogma, tradition and “family values”, so it’s easy to miss it, but awareness is a parental responsibility.
Parenthood and pastordom are the two main avenues through which a Christian gets to exercise unbridled power and act out their godlike fantasies, but parenthood is the only one of the two that is reasonably accessible to the average Christian and to women.
After decades in the system, I’m now seeing clearly from the outside that parenthood is the quickest route to success and respect in the Christian world. It’s the first escape from the church’s infantalization of young people. Raising a child in the church is the surest way to prove loyalty to the cause. It’s a tempting chance to avenge your own painful childhood by reenacting the trauma but flipping the script and finally calling the shots over someone else.
Parenthood is an immediate pat on the back in a community where it’s difficult to please anyone. And conveniently for the church, it creates more submissive members to perpetuate the cycle.
Christian parenthood becomes a much-needed vacation from the church’s call to constantly submit, obey and bend to the opinions of others. In parenthood the tables are turned, and you can break the will of another all while being lauded for your godliness. It’s a quick promotion in Christendom that is otherwise earned long and hard or perhaps impossible to reach at all, depending on where you’ve been placed on the Christian status ladder.
Suffocating anxiety and hypervigilance from the constant people-pleasing eventually wears on even the most stoic followers. Christians become victims of their own ideology which in turn gets passed down to the next hurting generation. It’s dangerous to put an unhealed person in power – but that’s what many Christians are. And parenthood is one of the most powerful positions there is.
So yes, I understand. But not the way they wanted me to.
“Someday you’ll understand”, and now as a parent, I do. Religious parenting is inherently child abuse.
I said what I said.
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The Evangelical Strategy of Weaponizing Parents
Becoming a parent has been the most healing and joyous life experience, as well as incredibly enlightening. It has shown me just how pervasive and toxic the impact of Evangelical doctrine really is. The brainwashing has to be truly powerful in order to influence a parent to forsake their natural instincts and disrupt the strongest natural bond. As a mother, I cannot imagine looking into my precious daughter’s big blue eyes and deciding to hit her. As her life source, I cannot comprehend withholding her food as a way to punish or train her. I cannot understand holding her tiny body close and believing that she is inherently evil. I cannot even think of interpreting her little cries for her needs to be met, as manipulative. And yet all of these are common throughout the spectrum of Christianity.
Growing up in Evangelicalism, I experienced firsthand the parent-child relationship being strategically weaponized to indoctrinate young members, break our will, and create compliant clones who would serve the cult. Teachings from places like Growing Families International (Growing Kids God’s Way) and Focus on the Family destroyed precious family bonds time and time again. Christian organizations and curriculum instructed parents to commit atrocities like refusing nightly feedings to 7-week-old babies, hitting infants who crawled off their blankets, ignoring children as a way of teaching they are less important than their parents, and spanking for minor offenses like feeling tired and cranky.
The bond between parents and children that should have been the safest and most nurturing of relationships became a place of control, neglect, and abuse leading to children with hypervigilant nervous systems who grow into vulnerable adults.Recently I was honored to contribute to the research for an article on the permeating impact of Growing Families International founded by Gary and Anne Marie Ezzo. The article was written by Jensen Davis with Airmail News who did an amazing job of shedding light on the dangers and scandals surrounding this common Christian parenting curriculum and it quotes myself and others who were directly damaged by it.
I sincerely hope you’ll read and share the article, linked below. You don’t have to pay anything to read the full piece – just enter your email address.
https://airmail.news/issues/2023-11-25/the-parent-trap -
Traumatizing Kids God’s Way
The church I grew up in (like many Evangelical churches) seems moderate from the outside, but regularly promotes extremist theologians, organizations and curriculum. They maintain a tamer image while subtly infiltrating the community with toxicity that is sometimes difficult to pinpoint. “Growing Kids God’s Way” by Gary Ezzo, is a fundamentalist Christian parenting class that is basically a manual on child abuse and you guessed it, promoted by many “moderate” Evangelical churches, including my family’s church.
My parents got sucked in and became obsessed. After taking the class, they even taught it for a few years. This goes to show the extent of the impact this class had on them, because neither my dad nor my mom are naturally inclined toward leadership. They prefer to be behind the scenes, but something about Growing Kids God’s Way compelled them.
Look at the one-star book reviews on Amazon and you’ll see many people warning others of the dangers of this curriculum and telling stories of the trauma and brokenness it wielded on their family. Some of the pillars of the class are “first time and immediate obedience”, promoting painful physical punishment even on babies, saying “I love you” after spanking, servanthood toward the father of the family, “couch time” as a way of instilling inferiority in children, and “appeals” instead of open communication. I’ll explain the lingo.
First time and immediate obedience requires an enthusiastic “yes Mommy/Daddy” within a few seconds of the command. A pause, delay, or even asking a question is disobedience and sin. Parents are told if they repeat a command, they are sinning by enabling delayed obedience. (I was told many times growing up that delayed obedience is disobedience). This narrow and damaging interpretation of obedience puts children constantly on edge. If you don’t hear right away or don’t understand, or if you’re feeling less than happy for some other reason, you can be punished for that. In this mindset children are not allowed to have emotions. They must always be eagerly compliant and submissive. They are not allowed to experience developmentally appropriate expressions of the full human experience.
Appeals are for when a parent asks a child to do something and the child might have new information for the parent. The child must first immediately and enthusiastically say “Yes, Mommy/Daddy” and pause (signifying acceptance of the command) and then they are allowed to ask “May I appeal?”. A “yes, but” from the child is not allowed. Only if the parent says “yes, you may appeal”, can the child then explain something their parent might not have known already, such as the other parent already asked them to do something different for example, or perhaps the food they are being told to eat has an allergen in it. If the parent doesn’t allow the appeal, no further discussion can commence, and the child must obey no matter the circumstances. This can be dangerous. Additionally, this model promotes very formal and limited communication between parents and children, which destroys feelings of intimacy and safety and hinders emotional development.
Telling a child “I love you” during or after physical punishment wires them to believe that love is supposed to hurt them and sets them up for being either the victim or the oppressor in future abusive relationships, often both.
This mindset teaches that even babies can sin. I’ve heard from parents who were instructed to hit their baby if it crawls off a blanket, teaching the baby to “obey” the limits of the blanket and stay put. If the child is curious and continues to crawl after being put back on the blanket, this is explained as sin and rebelliousness. Obviously babies are developmentally unable to obey or understand commands, but eventually the baby will become traumatized and afraid to move and then the parents think they’ve successfully taught obedience to their infant.
My parents were usually gentle people, but this class made them spank me hard (as the first option, not last resort) with a specially designed switch that they ordered from the class. The reason the class had a specially designed spanking switch was to ensure that the spankings hurt enough. And of course, I was always told “We’re doing this because we love you.” It should be no surprise I ended up in an abusive marriage as a young adult.
Growing Kids God’s Way teaches that the entire family should have a heart of servanthood toward the father and husband. He should be served meals first before the children are fed, to teach them he comes first. Thankfully my dad didn’t lean into these fatherly superiority ideas, but my parents did practice “couch time”. This means when the dad gets home from work, he is not supposed to interact with his children until after he and his wife sit down for “couch time” in plain view of the children to show them that children come last. The husband and wife will sit and talk on the couch for however long they want while ignoring the children and the children are not allowed to talk to their parents. While I do think it’s healthy for partners to spend time focused on each other and to teach their children to respect that, the way this class teaches hierarchy is toxic.
This might all sound like something straight out of the Duggar family, but these ideas and similar ones are hidden throughout many of America’s unassuming churches. Even Christians who don’t intentionally adhere to these teachings often are influenced by them and defend other Christians who do in the name of “different convictions”.
Growing Kids God’s Way changed my family for the worse. The meanest my mom ever was to me was for appearances, trying to look good in front of the parents she was teaching the class to. Once my sister and I were in the next room at church waiting for the class to be over, and we were occupying ourselves. At one point we were quietly dancing together, just having fun in a non-disruptive way. But apparently some of the adults next door heard a few of our footsteps and were curious what the sound was (because the rooms were separated by a curtain). My mom was furious and came marching over. She silently “yelled” at us (mouthing and flailing her arms and sneering at us) and she yanked me hard by my wrist. Apparently being heard at all as a child looked bad for their image. We had to sit silently after that.
My parents teaching this class put a lot of pressure on my sister and me to be shining examples of the “finished product” the other adults would get by taking the class. We became their marketing prototypes and we had to be a convincing advertisement, or we brought shame on the family. This experience gives me a lot of empathy for pastors’ kids who are in a similar situation, but for their entire lives and not just for a few years.
As an adult now over two decades later, I don’t totally blame my mother for her reaction that night. Yes, it was her responsibility to treat her children well, but looking back, I see now that the intensity in her glare wasn’t just anger, it was fear. If anyone had arbitrarily decided that she couldn’t “properly” control her children or that she couldn’t accomplish the things she was teaching other parents how to do, then her standing in the church could be destroyed overnight. I unfortunately know what that feels like, as I was unofficially excommunicated from that very same church at 19 years old for something innocent. The experience destroyed me and left scars that I’m still working to heal almost 15 years later. The trauma from that experience has effected every area of my life.
Being part of Evangelical Christianity means you’ve likely seen others go through this and then spend your life trying to avoid it happening to you.
So in an attempt to keep yourself and your family safe, it’s likely you’ll end up traumatizing your kids “God’s Way”. If you don’t like the sound of that, it might be time to leave.