I thought no one was going to show. I really did.
Category: Gay marriage
bisection
The surgical saw /
slices smoothly
Eternity it Stretches Forward.
Now as Lost Days have passed me by, Eternity it stretches Forward.
This is How Love Is
For in the end,
Love Runs to Us,
Grasps Us,
And Refuses to Ever let Us go.
The Gay Christian
What will the church do with us?
Welcome to My Head
This was the first in a very irregular stream of video entries. I’m slowly uploading them to my site so … More
’round rainbow fire
you can’t keep some “out” from Life in the end.
both/and – #SoCS
Today’s prompt looks like a choice of two options. We were simply given “above/below” and told to write a stream … More
Land of the Free?
Alas, the dream of freedom fades ~ You scoff and think I overstate.
Stop With the Boxes
please, please, please – don’t try to put me in a box.
emergence
How long can that caterpillar stay in chrysalis before it dies and can never emerge?
Jagged Bones
I need you to see some flesh on the jagged bones of the life themes I’ve expressed in my poetry.
consensual adults
Bravo to those privileged enough to get it perfectly the first go ’round.
I Need Permission
I wasn’t as brave as you were to face it head on.
Go Straight
deliverance comes with obedience
The Messenger Project
A plan was hatched. A true “chicken or the egg?” scenario, if you think about it.
Pride. No Prejudice.
It’s June 16 – just past halfway through Pride Month 2017. If you are a Facebook friend of mine, you’ve … More
Isn’t it Ironic? Getting beneath the surface of the RFRA debate
Some of you who know me have heard my rant on Alanis Morisette’s 1996 hit, “Ironic”, where she sings about … More
Caveats
I make no claim of being more correct than another in theology or orthodoxy, and in no way will I intend to belittle or judge anyone else’s theology, orthodoxy, or lack thereof.
Yep. Life is Still Messy
Who I am today is still a work in progress. I think I’ve finally realized I will always be in progress, and accepting that is freeing me to sit at my laptop and tell you (and myself) where I’ve been and where I am, even if that means admitting I DON’T HAVE IT ALL FIGURED OUT.
defying atrophy 