Why Do You Stay?
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.
Category Archives: Journeys
On Christian Disagreements
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, Death and Mourning: Jan’s Story
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
Queer and Christian
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
Keeping God First
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
Hope for the Homophobe
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
Transgender Christians, Gays and Our Common Bond
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
Morality and Me
Morality is no small issue for me. I have often joked, and it is only a half joke, that I find guilt to be a great motivator and if not for guilt, I’d never get anything done. It is a joke, and an attitude, really,
Rescuing Sex from Fundamentalism
I was born in 1963 in a suburb of Los Angeles to parents who defy the national divorce statistics. I am a transcultural surfer. It is my desire in life to absorb as much as I can through experiential adventures so that I can taste,
Facing One’s Own Anti-Gay Bias
From the Louisville Courier-Journal, Thursday, April 10, 1997 I have said ugly things about gay people, and I’ve laughed at gay jokes. I, who am female and black, and who know firsthand the sting of contempt, and how bigotry can suck the light right out