After years of struggle, I am un-conflicted about being both gay and Christian. My church, however, is not. I am an Episcopalian. I often am told that it’s okay that I am who I am, but I am shown something quite different. I was asked
In the English-speaking Caribbean, as far as I know, there are no MCCs, PFLAGS, Human Rights Campaigns, or GLAADs to which gays and lesbians can turn for support, advice or other forms of assistance in the face of homophobia. While I am aware of people
I have read your letters at Whosoever and have found comfort. I am a gay Christian and attend the United Church of Christ. While the denomination is known for its liberal theology on gay and lesbians in the church my denomination is quite conservative as
U. S. Roman Catholic bishops first published a pastoral letter to parents of homosexual children in December 1997. In Argentina, however, our Catholic leaders have provided no such document to guide and orient us regarding God’s gift of sexuality. When I first read the document
As children, we all wanted to hear a story before going to bed. Hearing the words read to us in our mother or father’s soothing voice was just what we needed to drift off to sleep. Dr. Richard Rossiter hopes his story is one that
I’ve been visiting the “Whosoever” Website for awhile and have found it to be a source of great encouragement and support. I’m writing to get your advice and insight on the situation I face in my own church family. I’m a member of a Lutheran
In the Name of God, Abba, Baba, DaDa, Father, Son, and Mother Spirit, AMEN Abba or ab·ba [ab-uh], New Testament: An Aramaic word for father, used by Jesus and Paul to address God in a relation of personal intimacy. Once when Jesus was praying in private and
I came out as a lesbian in September of 1992. The next month, I came out as a Christian at my local MCC. I never fit in. My whole life, I thought that there was something wrong with me. I always felt detached, as though
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.
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,