When drag queens recently came under fire, it broke my heart. And then it enraged me. I wanted to do something about it.
You can’t do this anymore, can you? Neither could I.
Gay is not going away. And in our churches, the tide is turning.
This is not who I have become. It is who I was from the beginning. A gay man.
I lost my sister. It’s been nearly a year. My current life mantra is: F*@k October.
Hang on, friend. Because this is not the end.
This is for those who are grieving this Christmas. You are not alone.
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“Redemption will never burst through the door waving a flag of victory. Instead, we must look under every rug we have swept our pain and tragedy beneath. We must write our names in the dirt left behind on the floor of our lives. And when we find the courage to write them out…redemption will come to us, the quiet hush within our hearts.”
But why did I ask the atheists to pray? Why them? Because…IF God is out there, I imagine that his ears would tingle the instant they spoke out to the heavens…”
This is about my sister. This is FOR my sister. She has stage four metastatic breast cancer.
“I’ve carried around my broken brother for so long, but today I could hear his voice on the other end of the phone – and in it the hope of second chances.”