I’ve yet to hear of a heterosexual person being told to “try” homosexuality in order to confirm their straightness.
My mother, a witty reductionist and a first-generation Chinese American, says that Chinese folks plant vegetables while white folks plant flowers.
Don’t look for answers from those who haven’t even inquired.
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.
"Lately, my faith has been teaching me to better embrace grief. The Bible is filled with examples of deep mourning: the loss of a homeland, the loss of political independence, the loss of a child, the loss of a Savior. These are not happy stories..."
It will take the longest days and the sleeplessness, and it will take the anger and misunderstanding and the exile and the loneliness. It will take you making it through this.
It’s been a week now since the release of the Statement on God’s Justice. Over 1,000 signatures later, I ask myself what the Statement has meant and what it will mean.