Category Archives: Placeless
Let me offer this advice to future Church leaders: when adopting stances towards public figures, be consistent, or be honest.
There are a few things I thought about (as well as a few things I wish I had thought about) by the time I first had sex. Maybe a conversation about the real definition can start there.
Or to put it another way: what happens when marriage comes to be defined by the promise of sex?
Weekly we repeated the words. Gender is not the same as sex.
And you know what happens next? An adulterous Samaritan woman becomes history’s first recorded evangelist. Church, can we talk about that?
I think there is a divine vision at the root of “purity” that remains a potent challenge today: that apart from oneself, on the other end of every sexual encounter is another self equally as mysterious and indefinable as existence.
Peak Allison Janney right here, but with numerous parental triggers: “engorged,” “testicle retrieval,” “heinous bitch,” and of course, “Reginald’s quivering member.”
Why do we expect God to be sexually pure? As a woman, it’s fun to realize God and I have that in common.
Your body is not your enemy. And if you think it is, then treat it like an enemy: love it. Do good to it. Bless it. Pray for it.
To the Church’s credit, I did not have premarital sex as a teenager. But there was also a lot of damage done.