Emily Ramsey’s Story I’m a 22 year old woman, both a Christian, and a lesbian. I became a Christian when I was about 7 years old, and grew up in the church. I was home-schooled, and attended a private Christian school at my church. When
Read the rest of the series … I talk about my life anyway because if, on the one hand, hardly anything could be less important, on the other hand, hardly anything could be more important. My story is important not because it is mine, God
“You can’t be a Lesbian and be a Christian!” These words kept me away from the throne of God for 22 years. I was raised a Catholic as a child, but it never meant very much to me. I saw it as an archaic list
I come to the topic of forgiveness with some anger. It’s a bit of a sore subject right now. You see, I have these high, high ideals of how one should live a Christian life and I really mean most of them, but when I
One of the first things I ever learned about in my family was how not to forgive. My mother was a seething cauldron of remembered slights reaching like rubbery tentacles into the far past, to school girls in faded photographs. On some level, I learned
I have AIDS and have been through the mill with opportunistic infections, treatments, drugs, and doctors. In 1996, I became very weak after receiving several chemo therapy treatments for my karposi sarcoma (KS). My blood counts went south, I became very weak and proceeded to
Choosing topics for Whosoever is a difficult task. It’s probably the hardest thing about this magazine for me. I’m not a fount of good topic ideas, so finding a topic for each issue is always a struggle, and the last thing on my mind. Given
My spiritual crisis began about a year and a half ago, when I fell in love. That in itself is not a crisis, but the person with whom I fell in love, more specifically the gender of the person was the cause of the crisis.
It seems to me that on our spiritual pilgrimage in this world we will always be going through some kind of spiritual crisis, whether dramatic or in a simple everyday occurrence. Each step of the way questions the depth of our heart and asks the
Although my major crisis of faith concerned coming to terms with my sexual orientation and my faith in God, the crisis I want to write about concerns another matter. Another crisis of faith came about when I was undergoing severe physical stress. I was born