Look, this story is going to make NO SENSE to anyone who didn’t attend my alma mater for undergraduate, so
Graduate education is pre-built to assault one’s mental health. Living in the trenches right now, got some thoughts….
It’s October – breast cancer awareness month – so let’s unpack some of the way-too-complicated feelings I have about my mom’s cancer and my own health.
Piano keyboards and typing keyboards do not mix.
I’m not here to pick a fight (though I know there are many fighting words in this post). I’ve needed to say these words out loud for a while now, because I know there are others out there trapped in the horrible feeling that your only options as an Evangelical Christian are 1) to disappoint God and violate his law by loving and accepting your gay friends, or 2) to give up your gay friends, being nice to their faces while always, deep-down, being sad there’s “something wrong” with them that “only God can fix.”
I’m here to say, those aren’t your only two choices, friends. There are other orthodox ways to understand Scripture as a witness to God and His ways without turning every sentence into a rope to choke you.