Pride without Prejudice
Editor’s Letter
It’s June so that means it’s time for Pride Month in all its glory, but this year in Florida — and in other states — several pride celebrations are being cancelled due to newly enacted legislation prohibiting the gatherings and fears of hate crimes. The annual Gay Days at Disney World festivities in Orlando are currently underway, including scheduled red shirt days at area attractions for Saturday and Sunday. As for Orlando Come Out With Pride, the city’s official Pride event in October, it looks like everything’s still a “go.”
For those of you unfamiliar with the history of Pride celebrations, James Finn, publisher of the Medium publication Prism & Pen, OHF writer, and old friend of Our Human Family, wrote a splendid primer for OHF Weekly entitled If It’s June, It Must Be Pride! His post details how and why Pride celebrations came to be, and more importantly why they’re more important now than ever. Family, friends, and allies of LGBTQ people owe it to themselves to give the article a read.
Over the next few weeks we’ll be sharing articles focused on the LGBTQ experience. If you have a bit of nonfiction you’d like for us to consider publishing, please check out our Submissions Guidelines, and drop us a line. And don’t let those guidelines intimidate you. Our editors are more than happy to work with you to get your story ready for prime time.
What follows is an essay I wrote to an overlooked segment of the LGBTQ community — LGBTQ Christians or rather LGBTQ ex-Christians and the importance of being visible and active congregants despite having been wounded by organized religion. For those who have been wounded by the church, there’s a tendency to throw Jesus out with the holy water, but I’d like to offer another option. What follows is my response to those who would deny anyone’s invitation and rightful seat at Christ’s table. Peace be with you.
As a forty-eight-inch tall, gay, Black man, I encounter plenty of people who think and demonstrate through their actions, You don’t belong because . . . With that said, my need for a self-concept that is not tethered to shifting and inaccurate human opinions is integral to my well-being.
My relationship with Christ grounds my identity in him and that’s been a good thing. A very good thing. I am well aware of the fruit in my life this relationship has produced; including understanding myself, the world, how I fit into, and most importantly my value to Christ — which supersedes the opinion of anyone.
And because I value that relationship and the positive effects it has had on me, whenever the opportunity presents itself, I talk about it with anyone interested (or write about it, if prompted), but do so with respect, care, and an awareness that not everyone has the same faith. And some claim no faith at all.
You may ask, What is this relationship you speak of?
In a nutshell, this excerpt from my daily devotions really sums things up nicely.
I am nearer than you think, richly present in all your moments. You are connected to me by Love-bonds that nothing can sever. However, you may sometimes feel alone because your union with Me is invisible. Ask Me to open your eyes so that you can find Me everywhere. The more aware you are of My Presence, the safer you feel. This is not some sort of escape from reality, it is tuning in to ultimate reality. I am far more Real than the world you can see, hear, and touch. Faith is the confirmation of things we do not see and the conviction of their reality, perceiving as real fact what is not revealed to the senses. — Sarah Young, “Jesus Calling”
A great many people have been offended by the church, sometimes because of a hasty slip of the tongue or a misunderstanding, damaged through deliberate abuse of power, or flat-out rejected. In no way should the wretched and selfish actions of those who claim to be a representative of Christ deter anyone from finding Christ.
Make no mistake. Christ is very clear in his warning to those who would harm anyone in seeking a relationship with him:
Read the full article at James Finn: The Blog.
ALSO FROM OUR WRITERS
Living Beyond the Edge of the Circle
By Dan Hislop
On the edge you can see all kinds of things you can’t see from the center.
— Kurt Vonnegut
My childhood world was like a playground game neatly contained inside a broad, chalk-outlined circle of certainty. Maybe you grew up in a circle, too. The game was figuring out who was in and who was out. Unfortunately, I played it well into adulthood, but then a single email sent my circle wobbling like a falling hula hoop. I quickly went from inside my circle to outside, hovering around the edge.
My upbringing was mostly religious. I regularly attended church services that did not allow women to speak and required that they wear lace-doily head coverings. I worked at a summer camp that banned all recorded music after Amy Grant’s crossover album confused the definition of its Christian-music-only policy. I participated in youth groups where we spent more time praying against lust than praying for the needy.
Those in my circle divided the world into Us and Them. We set ourselves apart by living in, but not “of” the world. Our chalk line served to demarcate those who had and those who didn’t have The Truth: believers versus non-believers. We were told to generously share the Gospel with outsiders — Good News! We longed to welcome others into our circle but didn’t think much about what They might teach Us.
Looking back, I can see how that worldview — of Us having the answers and Them needing help — skewed relationships. I didn’t realize it then, but I was focused on reinforcing that chalk line and staying inside the circle.
Long before I got the email that sent my religious circle wobbling, people outside the circle were already smudging its edges simply by being themselves.
The process began slowly at first. School and work and travel and life forced me to make excursions out of my chalk-line circle. The thinking inside my religious circle was that outsiders were in dire, hopeless need. But outside the circle, I found that people were quite thoughtful, caring, and generous. And despite not having The Truth, they were often more honest about life’s realities. They helped me uncover an authentically doubting part of myself that had long been buried under religious certainty. They also had a lot of hope, which I’d been taught was something a non-believer could not grasp.
My religion circle wasn’t the only circle I grew up inside. My life was a Venn diagram that included two other circles: ethnicity and culture. Those circles informed me that if we were fine, then everyone outside the circle was also fine and there was no more reconciling work left to do, no justice left to seek.
For instance, people in my white circle told me that Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. had solved the Civil Rights problem, racism was dead, and that people of all colors had equal access to the same opportunities. At the time, I would have said America just works a certain way, oblivious to the fact that it doesn’t work that same way for all Americans. Fifteen years ago at a King celebration, I realized for the first time how my worldview had led to these incorrect conclusions, and how Dr. King’s vision for America was not just better for African Americans, but for all Americans.
Read the full article at OHF Weekly.
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