- Jun 3, 2017
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Lately, the TV show The Americans has been on my mind. It's one of my favorite. It deals with two Soviet spies who struggle with the reality that their government lies to them and routinely botches the information it gives them out of ideological paranoia. It deals with the guilt these spies feel over simulating and betraying friendships in the process of gathering intelligence. Having really gravitated toward Orthodoxy while I've struggled with some of the corruption that went on in my previous workplace, and having had in the meantime to play this charade of pretending for my Presbyterian friends that I am still Protestant in mind, the themes of the show hit very close to home.
After talking with the local priest today, I perceived more clearly that the main reason I have to keep splitting my life between Orthodoxy and Presbyterianism--keeping a stable group of friends to support me through the anxiety of a new and unfamiliar city--doesn't really hold any more. The anxiety I did have over the past 6 months has had less to do with actually moving to an urban area and more to do with lingering effects of my previous work environment, which had become an elaborate, nihilistic game of thrones; and where I found comfort in that time was not my Presbyterian friends, but in the Vespers services I attended. My anxiety was not as I predicted, and my comfort was not as I predicted. And I can't bear pretending any more.
So, very soon, I'm going to meet my Session (the pastor and elders in my Presbyterian church). So I can announce that I plan on attending Liturgy at least every other Sunday, if not every. And so I can answer the questions that I know will follow. "My" priest, God bless him, I think, assumes that I want to do it this way due to attachment to my friends. It's true, I feel attached to them, but that isn't my reason. I feel it needs to be more official and honorable than just me leaving cold turkey--Onesimus was, after all, sent back to Philemon--and I'm concerned for some of those in the congregation with weaker faiths. I'm reputed as a smart guy. Some of the weak, if they were to see me abruptly leave, I'm worried they might see it and lose all faith. I want the chance to negotiate with my elders how to avoid this. And to make it clear that my reasons for leaving are not interpersonal.
To get to my point, please keep these matters in prayer. I fear for my mind, that it will react strongly to dealing with the stress of the inevitable break. But I fear more what it will do to my friends.
After talking with the local priest today, I perceived more clearly that the main reason I have to keep splitting my life between Orthodoxy and Presbyterianism--keeping a stable group of friends to support me through the anxiety of a new and unfamiliar city--doesn't really hold any more. The anxiety I did have over the past 6 months has had less to do with actually moving to an urban area and more to do with lingering effects of my previous work environment, which had become an elaborate, nihilistic game of thrones; and where I found comfort in that time was not my Presbyterian friends, but in the Vespers services I attended. My anxiety was not as I predicted, and my comfort was not as I predicted. And I can't bear pretending any more.
So, very soon, I'm going to meet my Session (the pastor and elders in my Presbyterian church). So I can announce that I plan on attending Liturgy at least every other Sunday, if not every. And so I can answer the questions that I know will follow. "My" priest, God bless him, I think, assumes that I want to do it this way due to attachment to my friends. It's true, I feel attached to them, but that isn't my reason. I feel it needs to be more official and honorable than just me leaving cold turkey--Onesimus was, after all, sent back to Philemon--and I'm concerned for some of those in the congregation with weaker faiths. I'm reputed as a smart guy. Some of the weak, if they were to see me abruptly leave, I'm worried they might see it and lose all faith. I want the chance to negotiate with my elders how to avoid this. And to make it clear that my reasons for leaving are not interpersonal.
To get to my point, please keep these matters in prayer. I fear for my mind, that it will react strongly to dealing with the stress of the inevitable break. But I fear more what it will do to my friends.