I’ll be wearing my clergy collar after today – a lot. On most days, in fact. For sure there is a small element of “it’s been such a long, hard road, you better believe I’m gonna wear a collar.” But more so, its that being a deacon is embedded in my sense of self and identity. I have always been called to the intersections of church and society, to queer that bifurcation through word, service, compassion, and justice.
I was twenty-three when I first heard a convincing argument that being gay might be OK with God. It was in a Sunday school class at a tiny church in the suburbs of Philadelphia where I was a paid vocalist in the choir.
Rescuing Jesus by Deborah Jian Lee eloquently argues that no single majority opinion owns the evangelical tradition or the wider Christian faith.
I want to be a part of communities that practice embracing this kind of queerness. In a community in which there are no norms, there are no black sheep.
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