The most common reaction that I get from people reading my Faith Assembly blog is, “Wow, you must be bitter.” No doubt Hobart E. Freeman was an evil man, intentionally or not.
For years I was bitter, but hardly any bitterness remains at all. Why? Well, my father and mother, before they got into the cult, and before I was born, were attending Indiana University. He was pursuing a pre-med degree and she was pursuing a nursing degree.
Had they not gotten wrapped up in this cult, I probably never would have been born! What luck for me, whatever turn of events that it took, that I actually was born, against all odds! I am fairly certain that had they stuck to their college plans, and not gotten involved in the cult around age 19, I never would have been born, when they were 21.
So do I think that I was raised in an environment of child abuse? Absolutely. Did it take years longer for me to mature to the level that most people are at at age 25? No doubt about it. Was I emotionally unsound enough to not excel at college, and to even turn down 20 full free ride scholarships? Sure.
But, I am of good cheer, and bitterness is nearly exclusively a thing of the past. I exist, I live, I dealt with my past, and now I’m planning my future. What luck to be alive! What luck to be born! What luck to still survive, and what luck to live in this technologically advanced age. And finally, what luck that I have some ability to contribute to the scientific world, and what luck that I took an interest!
I live in Sarasota, FL, where it’s sunny and 70 degrees almost every day of the year, and I am ecstatic to be alive!