We have a presidential candidate saying that atheists shouldn't be president at an event that also included a man making a strange allusion or two to ancient prophets. Why does this matter in the context of either politics or religion?
We're not fundamentalists--okay, fine, got that. But who are we? What do we stand for? We can't move forward together on the common ground we share if we don't have a label--a brand, if you will--for our moral commitments.
The letters set out to incite hatred, judgment and division within my family, but thankfully the exact opposite has occurred.
This is no exhortation to have as much casual sex as one can have, but rather a suasion for each of us as individuals to get in touch with our sexual identities and desires, and to seek fulfillment and expression in safe, positive ways, whatever they may be.
If I could sum up the era of my life in which I was discovering my sexuality in one word, that word would be: shame. Despite the personal nature of this story, I feel compelled to share it, because I fully believe that no young woman should have to experience such intense shame -- yet the sad truth is, most do.
Looking at this new pope, I thought we've come a long way. This is someone who looks at the world's population and sees all their goodness, no matter what their circumstances.
As sanctuaries, spiritual homes and beacons of social justice, faith communities have a particularly important role to play in providing for the spiritual and social needs of bisexual people.
I was fired because of my same-sex marriage to my partner, Andrea Vettori. In the midst of the chaos of this event, oddly enough, my faith remains grounded. God created me, accepts me, and wants me to be a whole person, integrating my sexuality, just like my spirituality, into my person.
It was during my university days that I came to terms with my sexuality and came out as a gay man. How I long for the opportunity to sit with the Holy Father and tell him about my life in the church, and ask him why I still sit in only the back pews of the church.
In August of 2013, I was fired from my job as a Campus Minister at a Catholic high school in Minnesota when I told the staff that I was in a relationship with a woman. There were a lot of unknowns in the days that followed, so I began making a list of what I know for sure.
What the Catholic Church has in store for LGBT Catholics and their supporters during the World Meeting of Families feels less like love and more like a chill wind.
My thesis is that homophobia -- or heterosexism -- exits in the African-American community because of its strict adherence to religious traditions and norms. Consequently, such homophobia appears in the community's literature, arts and culture.
My fears and doubts once clouded my ability to see clearly. There was a time I believed that the Church would never accept me for who I am and that I could never find happiness in life as a gay Catholic. So thank you, Pope Francis, for welcoming me back to the Church.
How better to prepare students for the real world they will finally enter after decades of education than to speak honestly and knowledgeably about the unpredictability, instability, and variability of religious expressions?
Drama and sex sell reality TV and I'm not having either. If I became the first African-American male featured as The Bachelor, it would be the weakest season ever (even worse than Juan Pablo's season).
Since being faithful is clearly the driving force behind Ms. Davis' actions, it seems to me that she'd want to be consistent, rather than just picking and choosing the parts of the Bible she likes. Unfortunately for her, Romans 13 presents a conundrum for government employees like Davis.