I’m sometimes asked if my house is haunted. My father died there, my mother died homesick for it and, years earlier, she claimed to have been visited there by my grandmother’s ghost. The place is over 60 years old, and it certainly does contain its
Dear Bro, One of the hardest things I have done, was to come out to myself – and admit I was gay. Once you figure it out for yourself comes the hard task of telling others – to your friends and your family. It is
This will be a regular column here at “Whosoever”. The title of it is, “Letters to Home”. I will be writing letters to home that talk about me and what it is about living as an out and proud lesbian. I want to introduce myself.
I woke up in a Memphis, Tenn., economy hotel with nothing but my wallet, a pack of Marlboros, and some clothes that were tossed carelessly over a chair. The morning sun peeked through the crack in the curtain and specks of dust hovered in the
When I was a 13, during the month of January 1968, I wrote a paper for my 8th grade English class on why Dr. Martin Luther King was my hero. No big deal, except I was a white kid in an all white school. With
Without a doubt the term “coming out” has different shades of meaning to those in the gay community. For many this step means that they finally “come out” of hiding in the closet of fear and admit their true feelings to themselves and begin to
Listen to the podcast interview I first saw Jay Bakker when he spoke at a conference held by the Gay Christian Network in Washington, D.C., in 2007. At that time, it was a big deal for Jay to be speaking before a crowd of gays
We without God cannot, and God without us will not. (St. Augustine) God, as revealed to us by Jesus Christ, often uses fallible human beings to carry out “His” work in this world. Of course these human vessels in no way limit Who God is.
This is a strange story. Both those in my long-ago and faraway “straight” life and those in my world today will surely think so. It is a love story. And it recounts the experience that, perhaps more than any other, showed me who I really
Jesus drew such big crowds just by preaching on the hills that feeding all those people in a pinch was a problem calling for divine intervention. But for Rev. Paul Turner’s small flock, free food is a planned attraction and the church itself could be