Religion only gave you “Verdicts”

Religion didn’t just give you beliefs.

It gave you *verdicts*.

Judgments about your nature, your worth, your trustworthiness, and your place in the universe—most of them delivered before you were old enough to object.

These weren’t spiritual insights.

They were control mechanisms.

Here are ten of the most destructive lies religion teaches us—and why unlearning them isn’t rebellion against God, but resistance to spiritual abuse.

1. “I am inherently bad.”

This is the original wound.

If you can convince someone they are broken at the core, you’ll never have to threaten them again. They’ll police themselves.

The doctrine of inherent badness is not humility—it’s psychological vandalism. It severs you from your own dignity and then calls the amputation “truth.”

You are not flawed goods rolling off a defective assembly line. You are a human being shaped by biology, culture, trauma, love, and survival. That’s not depravity—it’s reality.

2. “I can’t trust myself.”

Nothing keeps an institution in power like convincing you that your inner voice is unreliable.

Religion doesn’t distrust your instincts because they’re dangerous. It distrusts them because they compete.

If you learn to listen to your body, your conscience, your lived experience, you may notice when something feels wrong—even if it’s wrapped in sacred language.

Self-trust is not arrogance.

It’s adulthood.

3. “My heart is wicked.”

This lie teaches you to be at war with your own interior life.

Your desires become suspect. Your emotions become enemies. Your intuition becomes temptation. And suddenly the most intimate parts of you require external supervision.

A “wicked heart” is a convenient myth for systems that don’t want you paying attention to what hurts, what heals, or what feels true.

Your heart isn’t wicked.

It’s wounded, informed, adaptive, and trying to keep you alive.

4. “I deserve punishment.”

This belief trains you to confuse accountability with violence.

Punishment doesn’t heal. It satisfies someone else’s need for moral balance. It keeps the ledger clean while leaving the person bleeding.

The moment suffering is framed as deserved, compassion becomes optional—and cruelty can masquerade as justice.

You don’t grow by being crushed.

You grow by being understood.

5. “I don’t measure up.”

Measured against what?

An impossible moral ideal?

A sanitized version of holiness?

A mythologized saint who never existed?

Religion creates standards you can never reach, then sells you the solution to the problem it invented.

Chronic unworthiness is not a spiritual condition. It’s an engineered dependency.

6. “I am powerless.”

Powerlessness is not a spiritual virtue—it’s a learned helplessness dressed up as piety.

You were taught to distrust your agency, fear your influence, and submit your authority to someone “higher.” Not because power corrupts—but because power emancipates.

Power isn’t domination.

Power is responsibility.

And you have more of it than you were told.

7. “I need forgiveness for who I am.”

This one cuts deep.

Needing forgiveness for harm you cause is human.

Needing forgiveness for *existing* is pathological.

If who you are requires pardon, then shame becomes permanent and gratitude becomes mandatory.

You don’t need absolution for being human.

You need permission to be human without apology.

8. “I am worthless on my own.”

This belief is economic theology.

Your worth is contingent. Conditional. Leased, not owned. You are valuable only when attached to something else—God, church, doctrine, obedience.

This isn’t spirituality.

It’s spiritual outsourcing.

Your worth is not assigned.

It’s intrinsic—or it means nothing at all.

9. “I can never be good enough.”

Correct—*for the system.*

If you were ever “enough,” the machinery would stop working.

Perpetual insufficiency keeps you striving, confessing, repenting, returning. It keeps the doors open and the guilt flowing.

But the exhaustion you feel? That’s not conviction.

It’s the body rejecting an impossible story.

10. “I need to be saved from myself.”

This is the final lie—and the most dangerous.

It tells you that *you* are the enemy. That your freedom is the threat. That your autonomy is the problem.

But the self religion wants to save you from is the very self capable of saying, *“No more.”*

Salvation, if it means anything at all, is not escape from yourself—it’s reconciliation *with* yourself.

The real heresy is not walking away from the above lies.

The real heresy isn’t doubt.

It isn’t deconstruction.

It isn’t walking away.

The real heresy is believing a story about yourself that requires you to disappear in order to belong.

Unlearning these lies isn’t losing faith.

It’s recovering your humanity.

Jim Palmer

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The Start of 2020

Our business was doing great, but we still couldn’t afford to buy a house or a condo. Renting in Maui for another 30 years was not an option we wanted to take. Then, Bobbie Jo suggested we buy a sailboat that is comfortable to cruise and live in. By the end of January, we started looking for our new home.

After a long search, we found our dream boat in Mazatlan, Mexico. COVID-19 was not yet a concern when our boat hunt began, but masks were starting to appear at airports by the time we flew to Mazatlan. Originally, we had planned to get the boat ready as fast as possible to cover a full calendar for the busy wedding season. However, it was apparent our business was going to tank amid the pandemic, and the struggle went on until the end of the year.

Luckily, we scored an awesome condo for only $19 a day at Mazatlan. On the 10th day of our stay, we received the news that all harbors will be closed the next Monday morning. We thought we’d be stuck in Mexico longer, but another sailor advised us to leave before sunrise.

We felt the adrenalin of escaping the Mexican harbor master just before the sun rose that faithful day. The seas were rough as waves were building up in the tight channel that led us to the open ocean. We ended up anchored off an adorable little isle just a mile offshore. We enjoyed cruising to many spectacular anchorages and cute villages on our way to Puerto Vallarta, where we would depart for Maui on May 7. On May 30, 2020, we completed our 24-day passage from Mexico to Maui.