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Recovery of a Sense of the Sacred: 13 Steps

I AM affirming myself JUST AS I AM I AM awakening to the Vital Energy in the very process of living and creating I AM directing Creative Energy out into the world I AM constructively confronting life’s inequities I AM overcoming obstacles, real and imaginary,

Dove flying in Lisbon, Portugal

My Death

I don’t know how to start. Back then I didn’t know how to make it end. I truly wanted it all to end; the pain, the confusion, the loneliness was all unbearable and yet I kept bearing it till I felt like there was no

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My Crisis of Faith

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

Plants at Volunteer Park Conservatory, Seattle, United States

The Spiritual Crisis of Coming Out

A few weeks ago, as I prepared my sermon for Palm Sunday, it occurred to me that the Triumphal Entry of Jesus into Jerusalem was, in a sense a “coming out” for Jesus. Having previously downplayed and hushed his identity as the promised Messiah (though

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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

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God’s Timing

Scripture reference:  34 Then Peter began to speak: “I now realize how true it is that God does not show favoritism 35 but accepts men from every nation who fear him and do what is right. 36 You know the message God sent to the

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My Story

I grew up in a Southern Baptist home and church in South Carolina, a small town with cotton mills and a Presbyterian college. My parents taught me by example the family values of love, respect for all people, kindness, generosity, truth telling, fairness, self respect,

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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.

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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