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
I have a lot of respect for a friend of mine. He is a gay man, warm, charming and loving. For the last two decades, he has also been an active member in our church. Ours is a church with more heterosexual people than not.
Imagine what it’s like growing up in a Christian household and fearing that you might be Gay? There is a ninety percent chance that you have not personally experienced this type of secret inner trauma. Imagine attending grade school only to hear the teacher question
It grieves me to be the declared enemy, solely on the basis of my sexual orientation, of other members of the Christian communion. Not the personal enemy, of course, since they don’t know me; those whose opinions are the harshest tend to be personally unacquainted
Transition, or transformation as a friend recently called it, is a funny thing. The very nature of the words imply change. To transition, to transform. . . to change from one state to another. For the Transgender/Transsexual, this implies changing from male to female, or
I am a Queer Christian. I state this proudly. It is an expression I love to use. It shocks people, gay and straight, believers and non-believers alike. It challenges them. For many, this is an oxymoron. How can I consider myself Christian, they ask, and
As far back as I can remember there was this different feeling inside me that attracted me to the same sex, I can remember being 5 or 6 and thinking why can’t I be a woman? Then I could get married to a man. The
In 1980 I was pretty sure I didn’t know any gay folks, and had no sympathy for them when I first heard of GRID or AIDS. In my self-righteousness I figured it was a good way for God to get rid of the homosexuals. Born
Fun?! Who said being a Christian was supposed to be fun?! That is — if we define the essence of being a Christian as making Jesus Christ Lord. He accepts us — but many others, including many Christians, don’t. And resolving the differences is not