Growing up in a very pentecostal upbringing, there was a lot of fear / anxiety / worry about the afterlife. Mom & dad really did their best to make sense of a lot of that, but our church just leaned into the fire & brimstone. We’ve all since come to terms with our beliefs, even though they’re varied from family member to family member. Recently though, I’ve been looking back to what scared me and finding ways to make “things” out of those fears, almost to show power and control over them. Those very thoughts don’t scare me / don’t hold me any longer. So here’s to all the late 90’s / early 00’s fear tactics used in churches with pews where you’d be handed a tract about hell to share with your friends.
