I’m horrified that we locked my sweet, loveable, funny aunt into a prison of silence, where she dreaded the day she would die and go to the hell we had created.
Over my time as a minister, people whispered these questions to me, often ashamed to put them into words. I’m articulating them in hopes of engaging their thinking.
Don’t just assure the world that you’re not like them. Show that you’re different. Stand up for the LGBT and tell your brothers and sisters at Revival Baptist Church that they should be ashamed of teaching their children to hate and kill people.
I’ve only just now realized that no one in the UMC is going to change their minds. The only thing I see happening is that the LGBT will be more resented afterwards.
How do you know that what you believe is true? Don't call me a pig and walk away. I would like some real conversation.
The church claims to be an instrument of truth. How do people find truth if they are not allowed to ask, seek, and knock? Is the institution really so fragile that it can’t handle my voicing my thoughts?
My consciousness… that presence behind the eyes that processes my thoughts and experiences--does it drift away and go somewhere else?
My anger faded quickly once I left the church.
Paul once said that we were baptized to walk in newness of life but we are scared to do it. It’s much easier to march toward death while insisting we are right.
Parents, your children are more important than your religion.