I know what an apostate looks like.
I know the view from a great and spacious building.
I know what shafts of wheat look like blowing in the wind.
What no one told me was that when I looked in the mirror and saw all these People looking back at me, that I would do so in peace, and with a sense of Freedom that I have never known before.
They warned me about the pain that would befall those who lose their faith. What they didn’t mention was that the source of that pain would come from Their collective rejection, not Gods.
No one told me it would take discovering the truth to become the very people I had been warned about.