Personal Narrative: The Jesus Movement

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"Please come back inside Mark." "It 's Jenna." "No it 's not Mark." "Then I can 't come in mom." "Why are you doing this?" I almost feel sorry for her. A teenage follower of the Jesus Movement during the 1970s, she can 't even begin to understand how I feel. I don 't expect her to. I just want her to leave it alone. I want her to greet me without a name. I want her to say "Hi baby," and leave it at that. I want to seat at the dinner table, once a month and talk about my work and her church. I want her to stop inviting me to service. I want her to stop talking about my soul and the hell that 's supposedly waiting for me. I want her to not respond when I tell for the millionth time that Jesus has more of a problem with pedophiles than he ever