Thanks to such revelations by my eight-year-old self, I came to view God as the whole of life, the entirety of the vast Universe. We are all a piece of God. And that's why, with me being gay, I knew a piece of God is gay, too.
Could this be the grand finale? The glorious death knell for the ugliest portions of organized religion and its relentless, impressive beat-down of the stubborn female species for lo these past 2,013 years? Can we at least hope?
While Roe v. Wade guaranteed that abortion was legal in America, the last four decades have been a struggle to ensure access to that right. As clergy, I see this problem with a pastoral eye. How is it just to deny a woman access to a constitutionally-protected right simply because she is poor?
In 2008 and 2009 we asked close to a thousand students about their sex lives. Does the nature of the God students believe in, and the kind of religious community they come from, make a difference in their sex lives?