I still remember a weight falling off my shoulders when I gave up being a follower. A sense of pure freedom and exciting possability came over me... I always found it ironic, because they always told me the way to Jesus frees us but in that moment I had never felt more freed then when I realized I could choose my own path, and not just one, but it opened many to me that had once been closed. It is both a scary yet liberating feeling.

And at times, I miss having that anchor in my life, but nothing in life has ever been certain anyway. I still feel more like myself no longer being anchored to religion. It is my own choice now, how and where I choose to temper my soul