I grew up in a non-denominational Evangelical church. Neither my family nor my church were Fundamentalist (we were technically part of the Evangelical charismatic movement with an emphasis on legalism, orthodoxy, conservatism, etc. and a heavy skew towards Pentecostalism, but 1. our pastor taught strongly based on the Pentecostal, charismatic and evangelical roots he would have learned from Christ for the Nations and 2. legitimate Fundamentalist teachings were a cornerstone of my home life and, while inconsistently enforced, led to a strict, “thou shalt not” childhood to the point that the Fundamentalist ideals being extolled at home were more extreme than what was happening at our actual church and I recall often one of my parents saying that the children’s church and youth groups didn’t demand enough of the kids/teens spiritually. So, while I do not claim to be a Fundamentalist, I can tell you that having done extensive research by way of reading all kinds of experiences from people who’ve left what they claim to be Fundamentalism, the expectations on me as a Christian female more often than not skew towards those who’ve truly escaped Fundamentalism than those who simply came from other denominations with highly fundamentalist (or orthodox) teachings (I say this because there is some debate on who gets to claim the label). I think the easy way for me to explain it is: “At the peak of his career, [James] Dobson’s voice was reportedly heard by over 200 million people on a daily basis (Sosa, 2016)” and I was one of them. His books, and tapes, and movies Focus on the Family produced, and those programs featuring preachers with similar voices and teachings were all staples of my childhood and influenced one of my parents to enact strict rules/expectations. So while my family claimed non-denominational with Pentecostal influence, we had enough of a foot in the Fundamentalist movement that the legalism of it still permeates my life and relationship with my family as an adult. For a bit more, I have an introduction post.
Above all, I am still a Christ-follower and while I have bitterness I’m trying to work through, none of this blog is meant to be a tool to defame anyone, my parents or people in my church upbringing, as horrible people I don’t love anymore, rather to heal from the wounds they didn’t understand they were inflicting.