Listen to the podcast interview with Bishop Robinson News release With 110 dioceses in the Episcopal Church, it seems someone is always electing a new bishop. But the attention of the Anglican world is now focused on one — the Rev. V. Gene Robinson, the
Joy is one of the fruits of the Spirit that rarely gets “top billing,” so I’m glad that this issue of Whosoever is devoted to gratitude so I could share my experiences in discovering one of the keys to live joyfully. Those of you who
In October 1996, I was attending Berea College, a small, private college in central Kentucky. I was also dating a girl I had met on campus. Her name was Jessie and she is still one of my best friends (even today). I was a different
Faith can’t shatter homosexual love “I won’t even begin to explain why I’m in love with Mary let alone engaged to her.” The words were barely comprehensible and came amid tears. The tears flowed heavily down my cheeks. The whole “coming out” process just took
Friday afternoon sunlight streams through the stained glass windows of the cathedral’s Parish Hall. The rustling of the trees outside the windows makes the shadows of color dance on the large canvas that covers the floor. Printed on the canvas is a life-size replica of
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
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
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,