"Unless I am convinced by Scripture and plain reason - I do not accept the authority of the popes and councils, for they have contradicted each other - my conscience is captive to the Word of God. I cannot and I will not recant anything for to go against conscience is neither right nor safe. God help me. Amen."
A beautiful song! But as a son, you may be called to honor your parents first by blessing them where they currently are from a place of acceptance that has not yet been fulfilled. Meanwhile, you don't have to be the prodigal in their story when you're actually the guy buying the field because of a pearl of great price in your own story! Hang in there, even if they don't come around anytime soon.
Beautiful perspective shift and an encouraging reminder! This put tears in my eyes.
Honestly, the more Scripture I memorize, the more labyrinths I walk, the more prayers I pray and the more mystics I engaged, the sadder I become by all this boundary marking and fortress building coming from the more fundamentalist camps within evangelicalism.
For I have tasted and seen. I’ve felt this wind blow wherever it wishes, however it wishes, whenever it wishes. I’ve caught a glimpse of this God who is bigger than Calvinism, bigger than evangelicalism, bigger even than the Church.
And I have come to see that these boundaries designed to shut others out only serve to shut the builders in.
They’re missing out on all this space, all this freedom, all this fresh air we call grace.
“We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
And that, when you think of it, is what coming out is all about.
Someone asked me what denomination I identify with recently and I found myself lacking in words.
Attempting to identify myself according to a denomination is about as hard as classifying music by genre these days. “Um… its sort of an alternative, electro-punk, urban, ambient sort of thing with occasional post-rock stylisms.”
I grew up home-schooled fundamentalist (ATI, for those of you who know what that is). We attended a Southern Baptist church which was actually quite liberal by comparison. Today, I guess I’m some kind of confused mutant Presbyterian-Baptist in the Acts 29 vein… that makes a United Methodist church his home congregation.
It is likely that [views on homosexual practice] will continue to be a source of conflict within the church. We have a choice: We can divide, or we can commit to disagree with compassion, grace, and love, while continuing to seek to understand the concerns of the other. Given these options, schism or respectful co-existence, we choose the latter.
We commit to disagree with respect and love, we commit to love all persons and, above all, we pledge to seek God’s will. With regard to homosexuality, as with so many other issues, United Methodists adopt the attitude of John Wesley who once said, “Though we cannot think alike, may we not love alike? May we not be of one heart, though we are not of one opinion? Without all doubt, we may.”
A Way Forward
, Submitted to the United Methodist General Assembly by Adam Hamilton and Mike Slaughter
Jay’s got a point there Mr. Piper
But, sometimes, God delivers us out so we can sprint smack dab into Him. His followers have hurt me, yes, but the God who is good, the God who saves me, the God who says- Father is too informal, call me your Abba, pulls me in close and fills up all those empty places with his deep, day-and-night, everlasting love.
And it’s more than enough.
Arid Faith- David Owens [Love Letter Series] →
My life doesn’t really look like what I’d imagined at all. As I felt my community of faith being painfully stripped away from me, God opened my eyes to a world of people who’d similarly experienced exile at the hands of his followers. One conversation opened the door to another and another. Before I knew it, there was a loosely connected rag tag group of young gay believers at various places of belief and unbelief, coming alongside one another to pray and read scripture together.
I got to share just a little bit of my story today on Registered Runaway’s blog!
The disappointment you see is your parents' eyes may have more to do with a speck in the eye than anything else. Don't forget that they love Jesus profoundly and deeply and that His light shines through their eyes just as it shines through yours. Specks, like black spots, or floaters, only seem obvious when there's nothing else to look at or when you're concentrating on them. But the image of you loving them profoundly and loving Jesus with all of your being, make disappointing specks go away.
I’m truly floored. Thanks SO much for the encouragement!