Some of us may be yearning for the kin-dom but frustrated by jobs, family, communities, or circumstances that feel more like the Empire. But like the Galen Ersos and the magi of our lives, we also have opportunities to sabotage the Empire through our daily efforts...
Church is hard. I’ve never met more people with whom I disagree and people I don’t understand than I have at church. I’ve been disappointed in church, and I’ve disappointed others in church. Church costs time, energy, and money. It asks me to make choices I don’t want to make and to interrogate those choices thereafter. Zora’s good at most of this. Me, I’ve got farther to go.
And that’s why I belong here.
There's a prevailing Western notion that it's only by loving yourself that you learn to love others. But self-love - and self-love first and foremost - can seem unattainable for many of us, and especially anyone who struggles with shame.
“You hypocrite,” Jesus said. It’s a Bible tit-for-tat. And Bible tit-for-tats are easy; in a canon of 66 books from dozens of authors, one can easily find a disembodied verse to justify a point.
I’ve done a lot of talking - a lot of rebutting people’s well-articulated homophobia, a lot of discussions with (or at) well-meaning Christians working hard to show me some light they thought I couldn’t see.
If you're an ally to LGBTQ Christians in a non-affirming church, these words are for you. We're calling on our allies.
When Ada and I first started dating, I was attending the church that had been my home through college. The Living Room was a Southern Baptist-lite church bustling with twenty-somethings, all gathered around a charismatic worship band and our bearded, blue-jeaned preacher Mel.