To Be Me, Just Me, Is Sacred
It’s been said that when the pupil is ready, the master will appear. Well, I wasn’t ready for a long time. Oh sure, there were clues along the way if I had wanted to see — clues that I did not seem to fit into
Category Archives: Journeys
Mama Was Right: A Journey Home
I was born to Robert and Emily Meek in 1957. I was my mama’s 6th pregnancy, and the only one that lived. (Six years later, my sister was adopted into our family.) This meant I was, as she said, “The apple of my eye and
Let the Children Come to Me
My lover and I celebrated 9 years together in July. When we first got together I had no idea that he wanted a child. After about 2 years into the relationship we started discussing children and having a family. We discussed all of the options
More Stories of Faith
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
Reflections of a Recalcitrant Grudge-Keeper
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
A Lesson in Forgiveness
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
A Healing Hope
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
Me? In Spiritual Crisis? Never!
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
Love, Truth and Crisis
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.
I Am With You Always
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