An exploratory post with recommendations on how to minister to sexual and gender minorities in small towns and rural areas. … More Is Your Small Town Church a Haven or Hell for LGBTQ?
I stumbled across this quote earlier today and I thought it was applicable to what many of us are expressing publicly and in private for this holiday who choose a life of singleness. “Celebrating Advent means being able to wait.” — Dietrich Bonhoeffer For those of us who are opting to live the celibate or … More Valentine’s Day: Washed & Waiting
It is kind of funny how time changes so much. Last week a thought crossed my mind of how much the world has changed for men and women like us who are gay and Christian. For so long I had hoped and prayed for a day like these where we are now beginning to experience … More Changes on Old Grounds
There is quiet often a question that comes up that makes me cringe.What is the question? It is when people ask whether the goal for Christians who have samesex attractions to be simply tolerated or transformed. … More Tolerated or Transformed
Scripture calls believers to mourn with those who mourn. To let love always be genuine and to abhor that which is evil. To always hold fast to which is good. When there is a disconnect between people, how may we fulfill scripture and mourn with love well? … More To Mourn Well
Every Tuesday night for the last two years, two of my friends have done something scandalous. They don’t publicize it. I don’t think they care what others would think. What they do is really quiet simple and remarkable. Every Tuesday night they open up their home. They invite others, just for a few hours each week, to be a part of a loving family. For a few hours each week a glimpse of heaven can be seen over some bread and wine in this small town. … More Peculiar Meals – The Gift of a Dinner Table
The post I was working on is being delayed. I had not planned to write this initially, but this needed to be written. This post is in response to the slaughter that occurred in Orlando … More Anger: Reflections on Orlando
I remember physically shaking as I sat behind the steering wheel of my truck. I kept telling myself to breathe. Simply to take deep breathes and relax. Verbally I kept telling myself that everything was going to be alright. Yet, the fear would come crashing back. I found myself rambling about what if these folks … More Their is None Who Can Replace Her
Last week a friend committed suicide. A few days ago a person I was discipling walked away. Two days ago I met with some friends to talk about creation.
It would be a lie to say this was an easy week. It wasn’t. I had hoped that many of these stories would turn out different; but they didn’t. Their stories had a twist I did not expect. … More Lay down your pen…