All posts by Lori Heine

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God Needs No Glasses

When I go to the symphony, I like to sit in the orchestra pit. This is largely because I’m too cheap to pay for better tickets, but also because I like to observe the musicians up close. I enjoy seeing the sheets of music on

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A Hole Is a Hole

Trust can be a noun, but it is also a verb. We can have a thing called trust, but trusting is what we do when we exercise it. A flaccid lump with no muscles can do nothing. Human beings cannot float around freely the way

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True North

In the LGBT community, we face bullies constantly. And we know all too well that the torment does not automatically stop when we leave school. This epidemic has put the lives of our youth are at stake — and those of many adults, as well.

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Our Wild, Untamable God

The God revealed to us in Jesus Christ is too big to be captured by any one sect, nation, generation or political philosophy. “He” is untamed and un-tamable – we might almost say wild. Radically, stubbornly free-willed, this is a God beyond our wildest expectations

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Glory in Stained Glass

Our sexual orientation is an important piece of the puzzle for us. It is, indeed, a very large piece – but it is still only a piece. For some of us, it takes some time after we’ve come out for us to get the pieces

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The Fight Has Only Begun

Now that “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” may be, at long last, on its way out, LGBT Christians must do more than merely rejoice. There is work for us to do yet. Christians have been a big part of the reason why the grievously discriminatory policy

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The Giant Lavender Rabbit

All these studies and surveys about the effects of Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell serve only to show one thing — something largely missed by the media and most of the public. They show how truly irrational many people still are about homosexuality. They’ve gotten ahold

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Paying the Toll to the Troll

One of my favorite cartoons from childhood was Fractured Fairy Tales. We would watch this program every weekend, riveted to the adventures of Rocky and Bullwinkle, Boris and Natasha and Mister Peabody the bespectacled dog. The bad puns, corny jokes and silly rhymes from various

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The Great Computer

“Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away … .And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.” (1