“Choice” — and how both gay and religious leaders perceive it — is a key word in today’s noisy national debate about gay rights. The issue focuses on the American Psychological Association’s quandary on how it can offer “reparative” therapy to gay people without seeming
Being bisexual does not mean equal attraction to both sexes, which is the first misconception of bisexuality. While you do have a preference for one sex, you recognize your attraction for the other. This is also called “dual attraction.” Among the many misconceptions individuals have
At first, I saw God as my observer, my judge, keeping track of the things I did wrong, so as to know whether I merited heaven or hell when I die. He was out there sort of like a President. I recognized His picture when
Note: This essay is based on one main assumption: You accept that a gay, lesbian or bisexual person can also be Christian. If you cannot agree with this statement, then this essay is not intended for you. Its arguments and conclusions will mean little to
Think “gay lifestyle” and you think sex. That’s the lesson my mother taught me. She told me that the “gay lifestlye” is all about sex. I was shocked, because I thought about all the times I defended myself as a gay man because it’s my
I ponder the message in this, considered by Jesus to be God’s Greatest Commands: Love God with all your heart, soul, mind, and love your neighbor as yourself,” I suggest the Christian version of “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you,”
GOD IS LOVE. Oh, wait, only if you’re not on the list, that precious list of THOSE WHO CANNOT BE GOD’S CHILDREN. After all, an omnipotent, omniscient, omnipresent, all-loving God can’t be expected to love everyone, you know. He created everyone (Psalm 139?), but that
The following is an address I gave at MCC Toronto’s annual AIDS Vigil of Hope. My name is Chris Hobbs and I am HIV+. When I was first asked to speak tonight, I almost declined, because my immediate reaction was that I haven’t suffered enough
Jerry was the kind of guy you love to hate. He was always in a good mood and always had something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, “If I were any better, I would be twins!”
It’s been a long time since I’ve tried putting words about faith on a page. My experience of discovering my sexual identity was agonizing as a mother’s labor pains. Unsuccessful attempts at Metanoia (changing) tore me from the warm, accepting confines of the family of