Does the overlap between Trump country and the areas most deeply burdened by the opioid addiction epidemic trouble you, as it does me? One thing it suggests to me is the value in seeing Donald Trump—who he is and what he does—as a drug.
Last month, Newark, New Jersey’s Cardinal Joseph Tobin welcomed a pilgrimage of LGBT Catholics to the archdiocese’s Cathedral of the Sacred Heart—a gesture that is being hailed as a major step forward in the pastoral care of LGBT people here in the U.S.
“...then their eyes were opened and they recognized him.” –Luke 24:31
Jesus will find us anywhere. As soon as we give him permission, his quest for our hearts is endless.
I remember when I first came out as queer—first to myself, next to my first girlfriend and friends, and lastly to family.
June is Pride Month for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, and queer (LGBTQ) communities across the country—and parades abound.
When puberty began, I assumed I was like everyone else. They got crushes on people, I got crushes on people. They wanted to hold hands and kiss their crushes, I wanted to hold hands and kiss my crushes.
From April 10-13, the second-ever retreat was held of TRUUsT, Transgender Religious professional Unitarian Universalists Together, in Palm Harbor, Florida.
When I first came out gay in 1999, many gay Christians and queer scholars were asking, “Who is gay/lesbian in the Bible?” Some pointed to Jonathan and David. Others to Ruth and Naomi. There were rumors of a gay Roman Centurion.