The letter looked innocent enough, sitting there in my mailbox. A simple white envelope, with the return address of my Episcopal parish stamped in the upper left corner, in incomplete ink. Probably a reminder that they wanted my annual pledge, I thought. Maybe I should
The first anniversary is paper or clocks, but there was no paper to give: no invitations, no license, no wedding photos, no thank you notes. Instead we have the clock, ticking off years until paper might be ours. No cotton: the year we found the
Richard and Eric You make me cry It’s hard to explain But, I’ll give it a try From the very first day I heard the news Tears began flowing Stirring my muse This sacrament pledged Together you vow Gives me Goosebumps Makes me say “Wow!”
Mom and dad were ‘married.’ They stood before a Justice of the peace and exchanged vows with one another. They proclaimed their undying love for one another. They exchanged rings. And by the ‘power’ vested in him, were pronounced husband and wife. A photo of
Legal recognition and celebration of same-sex marriage is far more revolutionary than just the passage of a few state and national laws. The bonds (“bondage”) of matrimony cry out for a fresh look at the ancient human tradition of marriage, which is based on the
Perhaps the ugliest idol that we see today is the so-called “traditional family.” This idol is widely worshiped in the conservative factions of most religions. It should be obvious to its worshippers that it is an idol when these people see agreement between groups who
I laugh every time I hear the phrase, “Marriage Protection Week.” Is it really necessary to prevent gay and lesbian couples from marriage that the “tro’s” (heterosexuals) guard so sacredly? Isn’t there a Dick’s Divorce Shack on every corner in every town right next to
If you yourself are not going with us, do not send us on from here. For is not the fact of your going with us the sign that I and this people have grace in your eyes, so that we, that is, I and your
I promise to love and care for you, Through times of joy and times of sorrow, To rejoice when you are happy, And grieve when you suffer, To share your interests, And hopes for the future, To try to understand you, Even when I do
Imagine a song with only one note, A rainbow with only one hue; A world where people all look the same, and everyone sounds alike too. Then look at the colors around you, thank God for each various shade; Tune in to the beautiful voices,