I am a Potter fan. I admit it wholeheartedly. First chance I get I am bee-lining to Universal Studios for the ultimate Potter experience.
If you are not a Potter fan, please allow me a moment to tell you why I am.
Reading the Potter books aided me in escaping the horrid reality. Tapping the wall in Diagon Alley opened a door away from the existence of the cult. The wall always slammed solidly shut, never admitting my abuser.
I often wished I could go to platform at King's Cross Station and waltz through the barrier leaving forever the pain wracked experience of church.
Because the Bible was used as a tool of abuse, a tool to gain my unwilling cooperation, I couldn't find comfort in it. My abuser was too apt at twisting what God said into what she wanted.
Someday I hope to find comfort in God's message once more. Till then the closest I come to cracking the cover is reading books like Donald Miller's Searching For God Knows What and following Jon Acuff's blog "Stuff Christians Like".
I'd like to hear how you survived. Have a favorite book, movie, poem, song? Please share it with the Mr. Linky in the left sidebar. Know of a good post where someone else talks how they coped? Please link it. Don't forget to leave a comment and post a link on your own blog so your readers can share as well.
I guess you could say this is my out-of-the-cult version of testifying...funny thought that! I imagine standing up in my old church telling how Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire kept me sane during the pastor's latest three hour rant...maybe I should do that someday...hmm....