Many religious people have been through events of different kinds that have led them to a crisis of faith for whatever reason, and I suspect that I can speak for at least some of us about what goes wrong in the process
By allowing the religiously-affiliated troops to still ban gay adults, the BSA is making a religious exemption seem like a reasonable compromise when in fact it is allowing the very people who would discriminate to keep discriminating.
Witches are the eternal outsiders, and so they must learn to be fearless and brave. Rejection by society teaches them strength, and they become self-made, self-reliant, self-confident. They're like Beyonce but with a broom.
Look, it isn't that I think that the prophets of the Mormon church are bad men or that they intend to take power to themselves. But they do have that power, and women do not. In my opinion, this diminishes us as a group.
God is not dead. Fundamentalists are seemingly creeping up everywhere. And despite their spectacular growth, Mormons were never more in the public eye than when they were being targeted in the 19th century.
We both go to church. We both believe in Jesus. I am a Christian. You are something else. Such is the message I often hear from organized religion, and as a gay man and ex-fundamentalist, I find it divisive and presumptuous.
Robert Gates is not to blame that the ban on homosexual adult leaders was not addressed years sooner, but he must answer for the current plan that seeks to devolve anti-LGBT discrimination to all of those faith-based chartered organizations that might prefer to exclude LGBT parents. This is wrong and divisive.
In the nineteenth century, one way to measure whiteness was in distance from blackness -- and so it was with the Mormons. Over the course of the nineteenth century, they moved away from their own black converts toward whiteness.
I'm a long way from saying I've achieved this, but I'm far enough into it that I'm skeptical of the idea of achieving anything. If I give up all my lists and checkmarks, then where am I? Maybe I'm just where I'm supposed to BE.
Talking to a friend recently who was experiencing some serious doubt about her belief in God, I found myself saying, "Everyone has to give up the old God and find the real one."
The so-called religious freedom laws Republican wannabees seek are fig leafs for discrimination against gay couples. But should such laws become reality, they would go far beyond the ability of a Christian business to refuse to cater a gay wedding.
Struggling with my own limited capacity of faith, I nonetheless cling to the hope that Christ understands all pain, even this one. He was not a woman, but in the Garden of Gethsemane, part of the Atonement was his experiencing every kind of human suffering.
My 13-year-old daughter turned to me at one point and said, "One day I will tell my kids that I remember when gays and lesbians won the right to be married." I glowed. It was one of those moments when I could pat myself on the back, knowing I was a good parent.
Among those evangelical Christians leading the fight against marriage equality are the same people who were legally marginalized a mere 50 years ago and have still yet to receive full justice and equality in a white supremacist society.
The editorial finishes by warning readers that a key lesson to learn from this tragedy is to avoid of "the dangers of a rising secularism that would limit religious expression."
I will never look at Mormon missionaries the same way, the next time they come to my door.