Sometimes I wonder if I could’ve ever (successfully) been anything but Kemetic.
To say it’s home would be an understatement. I truly feel that this is predestined: I am what I am meant to be when I worship the Netjeru.
I got a reading with Sobek a month or so ago, and He said something that I still turn over something in my head: “Don’t fear what you are becoming”, or “don’t fear what you already are” (I can’t remember which). “This is your home, the desert” (or something very close to those lines).
Someone once said that they weren’t one of the Christian God’s (child, person, worshiper). As someone who had been raised Catholic- my father was forced by his mother- this concept blew my mind. Just as we conceive of the polytheist gods as choosing people: as some being “theirs”, and others varying shades of not (from “yeah sure give me offerings, I don’t care either way” to “GTFO”), there may very well be those who are the Christian God’s- and those who are not.