"pushing theology to activism"
Does God remember me? Dust to dust. Breathe to breathe. I am God’s creation. I think. Does God remember me? Truth was close. I could feel it. Now, I don’t believe it was ever close at all. Maybe I want to. Maybe I don’t. Truth has always been a liar. Shots changed […]
“What man doesn’t wonder about what it would be like to have sex with a man?” While dining at Cracker Barrel late one night, I asked the question of a friend. Before I could even begin to muse about my own question, Don Fulton looked at me in my eyes and declared, “I’m gay.” […]
