On religious conversion

From Peter DeVries’ The Blood of the Lamb (recently restored to print by the University of Chicago Press):

Midway through the second year of our marriage my wife had a religious conversion. She left the church and joined another.

The impression that this is nothing at all could arise only from the ignorance of one unversed in the rigors of orthodox indoctrination. The thing indicated fervor — more fervor than is required lackadaisically to stay on. It indicated a freshet of emotion strong enough to drive her out of a denomination whose dogmas she could not honestly embrace into one whose tenets she could. I should not speak of tenets in the plural. “No creed but Christ” was the slogan of the temple, revivalistic in nature, which twice each Sunday and once in midweek she helped throng.


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