Tag: queer
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God is trans
God is trans — their pronouns are they / them — and to not stand with trans individuals is not Biblical.
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Pain Revisited
In the wake of Colorado Springs’s Club Q shooting, I’m reminded of the power of pain.
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Untamed — Glennon Doyle Inspiring My Gay Heart
Glennon Doyle writes powerfully about the “untaming” of women, and as a gay man, I find powerful resonance.
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LGBTQ+ Oppression: Oh Let Me Count the Ways
After legislation that gives us marriage rights and protection against work-place discrimination, how is the LGBTQ+ community oppressed in the United States?
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A Letter to My Younger Self
At the age of 30, I write a letter to my younger self with advice on how to navigate being gay and Christian.
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Reneging on My Six… Maybe
A while back, I wrote I was a counter-phobic, sexual six. If you’re not an enneagram nerd like myself, no, I’m not having sex with six people. In short, a sexual six is scared and presents courageous to prove to themself and others they’re able to beat anything. I promise I’m getting to sappy, personal…
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Purpose and the Politician
A recent trip to Texas and a Netflix original show trigger thoughts of purpose and destiny.
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No Man’s Land
In Lady Montague’a “Turkish Embassy Letters” she describes a people group in South Eastern Europe, during the Ottoman Empire. They existed between Islamic nations and Christian nations. Out of fear, they kept both holy days, refusing to work on both Friday’s and Sunday’s. I resonate with that—binding yourself to fear so intimately you live in…
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How Can I be Gay and Christian — A Look into My Methodology
In recent news, there’s been a convergence of two major groups: Christians and the LGBTQ+ population, two groups that are normally at odds with one another. These animosities are beginning to reach a boiling point as more and more entities are choosing to create space for both identities, challenging the conception that they are incongruent.…
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Bubbling Anxieties
Heads up: this post is gonna be a ton of rambling about my anxieties and what I do with them as a Six. Yup. I said it. Six. I’ve begrudgingly identified as a Four in the infamous Enneagram for about a six months, but I’ve never felt settled on it. Then a friend who loves…