See that gorgeous floral centerpiece on the platform of my church? My friend made it. My friend who attends gay pride parades and keeps peace vigils, who paints pictures of bare-breasted women and lights a yule log during the holidays. … Continue reading →
Our rural church is presenting a kids’ Duck Dynasty pageant on Christmas Eve. Not because I like the show. Don’t take it personally; I don’t like football or TV either. But everyone else seems to like it, and besides, my … Continue reading →
photo credit: Gizmodo Shoes I tossed and turned for a while in bed last night, thinking about what a misfit I am. How I don’t seem to fit neatly into any cultural corner: I’m eyed with suspicion by my gay … Continue reading →
This morning I attended a Music and Arts Festival. Over Mexican food, I struck up a conversation with a red-headed drummer. We were having fun getting to know each other until the conversation turned to this: (him) “So can I … Continue reading →
This post has been simmering in my thoughts for a while and a couple of recent conversations have finally made it boil over and steam up my blog. Take caution. In the past seventy-two hours I have heard two Christians … Continue reading →