One of my tumblr followers and I have been exchanging messages about his struggles in overcoming his temptations towards homosexuality. And while this blog is generally about me doing the talking, once and awhile you’ve got to just step aside and let something like this speak for itself…
I read Romans 1, I always thought it was about how, if you’re homosexual, then God gives you over to every evil there is, like God gives up on you, like I was disqualified from his love. That’s not what it said at all! God gave them over to their desires because they ignored God, and mocked him.
But I know in my own heart, that if anything, I want the exact opposite. I want God more than anything, I love Him. It says in Romans 8 that If God has justified me, then whom or what can condemn me? I thought the law still could, but I finally get it when He says, “the law of the spirit of life sets me free form the law of sin and death”.
I remember how you said to not assume that God agrees with the gay-bashing part of society, and I see that now. Like the adulterous woman who was going to be stoned by “righteous” men who dragged her out to accuse her. Jesus said “whoever is sinless, throw the first stone” and they dropped their stones, but the even crazier thing is, she was actually guilty. After the men left, Jesus, being blameless himself, didn’t condemn her, but he told her to be free, her sins are forgiven.
I used to think that Jesus only forgave the sins that I have committed already, but every sin I have, or will ever commit, it’s on Him. God was always an obligation before, reading the bible, praying, church. I think a lot of people think that way. but now, knowing the truth, experiencing his FULL forgiveness and love, knowing I’m ok to just be, it fills me with a sense of peace, really for the first time. I can’t believe I missed it all because I was so focused on the wrong way I thought God viewed me. I’m so grateful that He is the way He is.
I no longer have to worry about the wages of sin, because Jesus forgave it all. While I was reading, tears were streaming down my face, and then I heard words in my head come out of nowhere saying “You’re my son”. That’s all He needed to say, because I knew what it meant. I haven’t cried that much in a really long time. It was the most freeing, amazing thing. And I know He isn’t done with me yet. Man, I really just wanted to share that with someone.
Preach it brother! Heck, you got me choking up over here. I love my followers, y’all are so dang cool. Seriously, I wish people could hear stuff like this in church every week. And you know what? This is from a brother who is just starting out! Imagine where he goes from here! I’m so dang lucky to get to be a small part of journeys like this.
You should be fucking ashamed of yourself.
Homosexuality is not a sin.
That gay-bashing culture you claim also to be against?
You’re a part of it. No, you may not be curb-stomping trans* men or raping lesbians, but you’re bashing us, encouraging suppression of something that is not inherently unhealthy, and teaching people, whether you think so or not, to hate themselves and their identities and to give themselves over to something that may or may not be true.
Who knows what kind of damage you’re helping this guy inflict upon himself by telling him to suppress his sexual identity?
You are a terrible person. The OP may feel pretty great now, but later, later there’s a very real chance it’s going to eat them alive, that you’ve set them up for such self-loathing. Hopefully that doesn’t happen. But you’re making it a very real possibility.
I’m tired of this bullshit. I’m fucking tired of it. I’m tired of the gay and trans* community hating themselves so much because they’re told they’re unnatural and evil, or that who they are inherently makes them a sin.
I don’t care what your justifications are.
That’s what you’re doing. You literally make me sick.
Tom: This is our second home, basically. It’s going to be sad to have to leave this place, for a while.
Mathew: I don’t think in film history there has been anything quite like it. We’ve all grown up with these characters. With each other.
Emma: I don’t feel like it will ever be over. I feel like I’ll always take it around with me, it will always be a part of who I am. Just… it will always be a part of my life.
Daniel: This has been my life, I don’t know what my day to day life consists of without you. All of you. I just want to say I’ve loved every minute and I thank you all very, very much for making that possible.
My homeboy, Brian, has an entertainment company. He asked me if he could shoot a video of me spitting a poem, & this is the end result.
Dopppppeeeeeeeeeeeee
Rolling In the Deep Violin Version
this sounds like Adele singing on a violin.
“And in his pocket there
I saw a picture of his children and his family
And I began to realize
This person I despised
In actuality
Was not much different from myself
We probably could have taught each other many things
And now I know it’s much too late although I couldn’t hesitate
I check his gun and his chamber was empty.”
UCLA obstetrician and gynecologist Dr. Michael Lu believes that for many women of color, racism over a life time, not just during the nine months of pregnancy, increases the risk of preterm delivery. To improve birth outcomes, Lu argues, we must address the conditions that impact women’s health not just when they become pregnant but from childhood, adolescence and into adulthood.
This video is a Web-exclusive supplement to “When the Bough Breaks,” Episode 2 of “UNNATURAL CAUSES: Is Inequality Making Us Sick?” This ground-breaking documentary series looks at how the social, economic and physical environments in which we are born, live, and work profoundly affect our longevity and health. The series broadcast nationally on PBS in spring 2008, and can be bought on DVD from California Newsreel, www.newsreel.org
Visit www.unnaturalcauses.org to learn more.
That’s awkward. Somebody reblogged my post on my personal privilege despite being a lower income black woman and I think they somewhat misunderstood me even though they thought they were agreeing with me.
You can’t compare what I consider to be privilege (that is rightly attributed to me) and…
As a working class black woman who is in graduate school, I learned that I was privileged, when a Latina colleague told a story about how a friend of hers COULD NOT present her work at conference, because she did not US citizen documentation.
Presenting her work could have had this woman sent to jail.
For me, that was a wake up call about the ways in which I could be privileged.
Privilege comes in hella forms.
