Can a Christian be Gay?

Note…this is from the heart…hip…on my mind…not really editing this so be warned…No room for a bunch of funny pics or quotes….just real talk…that’s it…

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It seems a fairly innocent question.  Yet, one with a plethora of possible responses…the easy out would be to choose yes or no, but even that isn’t so easy anymore is it?  For the most part, to answer the question whether a Christian can be gay or not, one would have to inevitably dissect the meanings of at least two words in the question.  Even then, those words, “Christian” and “Gay” are subjective to societal norms.  Norms…it seems that there really aren’t any of those anymore either. Alas, I must agree that with the turn of events occurring within the US in recent weeks, my mind and heart is indeed grieved.  As I’ve mentioned in prior articles, the inevitable civil war that seems to have erupted in our midst came to a head with all that’s happened.

I found it beneficial to my heart and mind to fast from social media for a while. I had great intentions.  I removed the apps from my smart phone and refused to log in on my pc.  Yet, I underestimated the extent the recent news of the Supreme Court’s decision would impact me. So I received a text message from a friend who has been delivered from the grip of homosexuality asking how I feel about the Court’s decision.  I’d forgotten it was expected during my voluntary period of remission.  I thanked him for sending me the heads up and silently before responding further, grieved for our nation.  I regressed. I started to voice my opinion on that day, but perhaps writer’s block had me bound.  I couldn’t pen anything positive…anything plausible…anything useful in my opinion.  So I did nothing that day.

Instead, I waited. I waited to login to anything.  Concern for a loved one who’d been directly impacted by the deaths in South Carolina, I did manage to go online later that night, however. Maybe even that was technically the next day.  Who knows?  Sleep has escaped me for a few days.

I was bombarded with rainbows and insults.  Rainbows and taunts of “love winning” and again I grieved wondering had love really won anything?  Every picture I saw was vulgar and I silently wondered why was it so necessary to display this sin so flippantly.  Why was this area of opportunity one the church had all but sat down when confronted with it?

I was never angry with the court’s decision and I’m not angry with those persons involved with their decision to be a homosexual either, but I am grieved.  I’m saddened that it seems that this and the shootings the week prior or further evidence of our depraved societal standards…then I wonder is there even a standard any more. I watched Madea’s Witness Protection the other day and the remark was made by Tyler Perry’s character aka Madea “It’s a church, of course it’s safe” or something like that in response the apprehension of the Caucasian attorney who asked whether it would be safe for him since it was a predominantly African American church.  I couldn’t help but note the horrible irony.

So I am forced to ponder additional questions …Can a Christian be a murderer?  Can a Christian be a prostitute?  Can a Christian be a liar?  Can a Christian be an adulterer?  And back again, Can a Christian be gay?

I also was told days prior to the court’s determination that a 16 year old boy is now homeless because he decided to “come out” to his parents who are professing Christians. Pain has a tendency to make people do extreme things.  Again, at this news I was grieved.  I thought how not long ago, if a girl told her parents that she was in love with a young man at 16, it would have been chopped up as “puppy love” or “confusion”  The parents might have stepped back and allowed the “phase” to take its course knowing that their teaching would allow her to make the proper decision in time.  Nevertheless, they would not have gone through such drastic measures to prevent the two from being together.  In retrospect, the attempt is largely counterproductive.  While there are exceptions to this…what one thought was “real love” was never a reason to “not love” the one caught in the crossfire of a mistake….well, aside from Shakespearean tragedies…all fictional accounts but eerily similar to the more pressing issues in our reality today…


Perhaps society refuses to know how deceitful one’s heart can be?

For the brief time I spent on Facebook last weekend, I saw one post state  “religious hypocrites chose to forgive a murderer last week, but now condemn the court’s decision.”

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With that some conservatives would love to say “no” to all of the questions above while some liberals would be in favor of the court results…yet some conservatives would also be in favor of the confederate flag being removed while others wanted this obvious emblem of racism to stay in place because of “tradition.”  Oh how we mirror the Pharasees and Sadduccees in the church now…so quick to point the finger, yet act as if we have arrived on so many other levels….


Some things are still certain amid all the chaos of our day.  God doesn’t need walls to talk to know what’s going on!  Jesus Christ paid for all of our fallacies with His priceless blood so our judgment of others still needs to be one from a position of real love without compromising what the Bible says about this and every issue that attempts to maligns the will of the Almighty.

God is not mocked and while He is indeed patient, He will judge the land and the people who inhabit it. For the record, that includes how we Christians treat one another as well.


So back to the question at hand, Can a Christian be gay?  Why bother to answer at all? Consider this one instead: Can a gay person be saved?

For those who might have missed the point in my rambling…that answer is clear…


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It’s More than a Race Issue

I posted this little note this morning on Facebook after reading the following headline:


I’m more disturbed by the headline of this article than its content. Despite the facts that 9 black lives were lost to a white assailant, we need not make this a race issue…it’s purely an evil issue…a demonic issue…satan’s attempt to further divide the Kingdom of God…yes black lives matter, but so do all other races…this is not a reason for civil war, but civil prayer, humility, and trust in the one true God.


I implore the saints of God to not cower in fear or attempt to retaliate by this world’s weapons…for we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but the spiritual wickedness.


On the surface for the minority, this incident might appear as if it’s a race issue, but that’s clearly what the enemy desires us to think.  While the skin on the outside differs from race to race, when blood is spilled it’s all one color: RED!  God doesn’t want any to perish… His love is unconditional and it provides unimaginable peace in situations like this.  While the families of the slain grieve the loss, our Heavenly Father is grieved as well..not by the enemy’s actions…that’s possibly the only consistency in the evil one: to kill, steal, and destroy…it’s no surprise, yet God is grieved by our response…our response to His ability to provide…His ability to avenge on our behalf…His ability to yet turn this tragedy for the good of those who love Him and are the called according to His purpose….


Facebook family, I urge that you not grieve our Father by engaging in racial wars online or otherwise as a result of this as in times past…satan’s bold and it’s time for the. Church to be bolder…to humble ourselves before God, turn from our wicked ways, and then He will hear from Heaven and heal our land. I really didn’t expect this to be this long, but I’m being obedient…so fb what’s your response to God’s ability?‪#‎smh‬#1somuchbetter#Godwillrepay#VengeanceisHis

listening to God’s voice alone.

I’ve tweaked my words a bit for clarity since this morning and added the pics for flow, but I originally shared the article with my thoughts in hopes that some would not do what was assumed.
While some have maintained silence or opted to offer prayer -at least online about this tragedy- I logged on a few moments ago to something expected, but completely avoidable…the cursing, the racial slurs, the back-biting, and most disheartening the blatant refusal to offer prayer…mind you these were comments posted by those who by all other accounts could be considered Christian. Rather, some who claimed to be Christian.
People have a right to make their own decisions, but I can’t reiterate enough how that behavior is just what the enemy wants…division…for those who might have been unsure about the love of Christ to further think Christianity as hypocritical.  I almost unfriended some of these individuals because of their comments.  I’m glad I didn’t because I realize that not long ago, I would have likely made the same comments in anger or in ignorance had I not been enlightened.

Hebrews 6:1-12 (NLT)

So let us stop going over the basic teachings about Christ again and again. Let us go on instead and become mature in our understanding. Surely we don’t need to start again with the fundamental importance of repenting from evil deeds[a] and placing our faith in God. You don’t need further instruction about baptisms, the laying on of hands, the resurrection of the dead, and eternal judgment. And so, God willing, we will move forward to further understanding.

For it is impossible to bring back to repentance those who were once enlightened—those who have experienced the good things of heaven and shared in the Holy Spirit, who have tasted the goodness of the word of God and the power of the age to come— and who then turn away from God. It is impossible to bring such people back to repentance; by rejecting the Son of God, they themselves are nailing him to the cross once again and holding him up to public shame.

When the ground soaks up the falling rain and bears a good crop for the farmer, it has God’s blessing. But if a field bears thorns and thistles, it is useless. The farmer will soon condemn that field and burn it.

Dear friends, even though we are talking this way, we really don’t believe it applies to you. We are confident that you are meant for better things, things that come with salvation. 10 For God is not unjust. He will not forget how hard you have worked for him and how you have shown your love to him by caring for other believers,[b] as you still do. 11 Our great desire is that you will keep on loving others as long as life lasts, in order to make certain that what you hope for will come true. 12 Then you will not become spiritually dull and indifferent. Instead, you will follow the example of those who are going to inherit God’s promises because of their faith and endurance.

I’m grateful for God’s grace with me and I’m not putting myself on a pedestal because when I saw it I was angry too.  Yet, while anger rose, My Savior in me rose higher.  Had this issue happened closer to home, I can’t say my reaction would be the same.  Regardless, I’m still grieved at the what I consider satan’s way of tricking us into corporate genocide.


Times like these make me wish I knew the time or the date when Jesus would return. It makes me long for a home free of all this death.

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Shine Bright Like a Diamond

Originally posted on Better Not Bitter:

The value of something is equal to the sum of what someone is willing to pay for it.  Now think of it this way.  You were bought with the blood of Jesus so you’re priceless!  Why settle to be treated like a simple trinket?

Simply put,  baby, you don’t know your worth!

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I’m sure that you’ve heard that you cannot love someone else without first loving yourself.  While there’s some truth in that statement, that’s not the starting point.  Some people have it twisted that love is about “give and take,” but that couldn’t be further from the truth.  Yes love is about giving, but the latter part is receiving not taking.  It plainly states in the bible that Jesus willingly laid down his life for us according to John 10:18

No one can take my life from me. I sacrifice it voluntarily. For I have the authority to lay…

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Something Borrowed, Something Blue-Part 1

This morning the Lord placed this title on my heart so I can let you know the importance of ownership. No I’m not talking houses and cars. While those acquisitions might give reason to get a pat on the back, I’m talking about personal accountability here.

In short, stop passing the buck and own the issues you’ve created for what they are: the sum of your own choices.

But isn’t it easier to play the blame game… to dodge the proverbial bullet of responsibility? Continue reading

Public figure or a Private failure?

Nadia Davis:

Decided to reblog this since rereading it was a much needed reminder for myself…Hope it helps you too.

Originally posted on Better Not Bitter:

In James 3:5-12, we are reminded how the tongue, though physically small compared with other members of the body, has the potential to level a forest as if it were fire. Essentially, when we are not careful to think before we speak, we can cause a lot of damage.

Also, if we don’t think of the impact our words have on those around us including family, friends, co-workers, and even strangers, we run the risk of creating a toxic domino effect with one spark.   So contrary to popular opinion, sticks and stones may break bones, but words can hurt just as much.

So I’ve got a question for you.  “What are your kids learning from your words? In public? In private?

The phrases, “She gets that from her momma” or “He’s just like his daddy,” have been used for years and will likely be used for years to come…

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Breathe Easy-Take Off Your Mask

I really have never been fond of wearing a lot of make up…especially in the summer…for those ladies who have naturally oily skin like I do…it’s a nightmare…However, for years I have covered myself with the stuff…I know my worth, but covering perceived  physical flaws are so much easier to address than the emotional ones I suppose.


Since make up can’t cover internal issues, I opted for a mask instead. That was my norm for too long.

Yet, afraid that my vulnerability would cause rejection, I used to clam up.  Fear prevented me from being fully open to God and people.  I thought I was protecting my life, but I was dying inside.


I’m glad God allowed me the grace to address those other issues because now I really could care less whether someone rejects me for being me or not.  I actually consider their rejection of me their loss.  Granted,  I still have a few reservations I am working through, but I can breath so much easier focusing more on who God’s called me to be rather than faking the part to gain popularity with people. Continue reading

Game Over-God Doesn’t Play Games

Sorry for the delay in posting this…I really meant to get this done the day it happened, I still think it’s definitely timely info though so here goes…

Well, in my last post, I mentioned that my son could possibly get suspended for protesting the mistreatment of a fellow student.

Okay…here’s the short version of what happened…yes…there  were some students who were suspended…my son was not one of them, but in all honesty I forgot to get him a wife beater so while he sagged it was not as noticeable.  Regardless, I was still proud of him for the thought of it…but that wasn’t the big news that had me sidetracked that night…

It was what he shared before he told me about the suspensions.

He, my daughter, and his best friend met me in the garage before I could pull in; my son was yelling about a demon…about not telling something named Charlie to leave…that I was right …his game was possessed.

I’m sure I said that about that system on more than one occasion, however, about 2 am that morning was the most recent time I recalled.  The game was supposedly powered off, but the disk drive was opening and closing on its own.

He was unprepared, but he played the game.  His friend played it too and now there was blood.

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They were frantic and I was concerned. Immediately I assumed that something in my home was broken and because my neighbor’s son was the one holding the blood drenched tissues to his face, I surmised  a liability was on the horizon too. (Hey…not that I didn’t care about him, but that’s just the first thing that came to mind).

Before I could exit the car my son opened the passenger side door and I heard his friend’s muffled words,  “he made my nose bled…he gave me a bloody nose!”

“For real mama, it’s Charlie! He made his nose bleed.  It’s a demon!  The lights won’t even come on in the living room now.  I forgot to tell Charlie to leave! ” my son said.

I don’t know what had me more disturbed…the possibility of a demon in my home or that he lacked the faith to drive it out if that were the case.

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I said to my son,”Do you know who you are and whose you are? Why don’t you believe that the Jesus in you is stronger than any demon?”

“I do believe…we were trying to cast him out…I mean we were saying that we rebuke it in the name of Jesus! And it got worse. We started video taping it. I’m not playing.” he said.

His best friend warned that he can only show me a clip of it because of their language.

I braced myself and decided to see the whole video  anyway.  So I withheld my  judgement.

No, I’m not posting the video either…not for embarrassment’s sake, but I have no intention of glorifying any being But God…that’s that on that…

They mentioned that the power was out in my living room but that the Xbox was still going haywire.  While any number of logical notions could explain this, I know demons are real and I know you don’t play with them.

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I immediately recalled two accounts of demon possession gone wrong in the bible: The first one was where the disciples of Jesus were unable to cast out the demon that possessed a boy and Jesus chastised them for unbelief.  The latter was the seven sons of sceva where the demon possessed man whooped those boys because they were basically playing with the name of Jesus. Essentially, they didn’t really know Him…they knew “of Him.”

In that account, the demon spoke up and plainly acknowledged that it didn’t recognize them…considering the fear in my son’s eyes and the bloody nose his friend was nursing I assumed they had been guilty of the same.  They knew of Jesus but didn’t grasp the full authority of His name because perhaps like the disciples, they too didn’t fully believe.


I explained that where the HOLY SPIRIT dwells, darkness CANNOT abide.  I was not worried and I was proud of my Heavenly Father for that.  I considered it a test of my own faith and proof for their benefit…

John 11:42 (NLT)

42 You always hear me, but I said it out loud for the sake of all these people standing here, so that they will believe you sent me.”

Needless to say when I walked in my house, I flipped the lights in my living room on with ease and the game had not been going crazy like they claimed.  I’m not saying this from a self-righteous or arrogant place, but definitely a confident one.  I know the power that God has placed within me to also cause demons to tremble and flee…after all didn’t Jesus state that “greater works will you do.” (I’m paraphrasing, but here’s the scripture)

Not long after giving both the boys a lesson on those scriptures, his friend went home, and this sister went ole’ school…yep…bless oil and all…I prayed and thanked God for His protection…anointed every nook and cranny including my kids and my two dogs…images (14)

Later that night, the Lord placed it on my daughter’s heart to tell me to read Psalm 91.  I read it and reaffirmed my belief that because of my submission to God, demons must flee.  While  I expected a little more from my son, I’m glad everything happened as it did because he learned that  while demons exist, they still are no match for the believer who understands the power of the name of Jesus.

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Considering this, just perhaps it was the catalyst needed to spur him to get to know Jesus for himself instead of just knowing about Him through me.

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Grace for the Gay Life

“I’m just letting you know that if I get suspended from school on Tuesday, it’s for a good reason.”

Granted, that is not exactly the greeting I’d hoped to get from my 17 year old son who’d been driving me “nuts” with the way he’d been “flubbing” up his grades lately…

However,  yesterday I knew I needed to listen and say nothing.

So I did and he continued.

He began, “Okay, there’s this dude I know…he doesn’t bother anybody…he rides the school bus with me…Well, we wore a wig to school…and…well, he’s confused…Anyway, he wore a wig to school and they suspended him for nothing so the whole upcoming senior class is planning to purposely disregard the school’s dress code in protest of his treatment. They can’t suspend everybody!”


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That was his logic…I almost worried whether he would be the only one brave enough to do it…

He continued “I mean, I don’t condone his lifestyle, but he didn’t do anything wrong so mama, I’m gonna wear a “wife beater” and I’m gonna sag on Tuesday in protest!  So when I get suspended, you can’t say it wasn’t for a good reason”

Hmmm…a good reason…that got me thinking again about all the questions I’ve asked of God.  I was always told of the “good” that would be revealed.  I admit some of those goods have yet to manifest in my life, but given those I have experienced already, I’m yet hopeful.

I imagine that my son assumed that I would have been upset with him for his premeditated rebellion, but I wasn’t.  I was proud.

I was proud because not long ago the first thing he mentioned when he arrived at the performing arts school was that there were a lot of “confused” students and he immediately wanted to go elsewhere.

However, after a while he realized that these students were not much different than himself. I shared with him then he was called to minister to them.  He shrugged it off and I almost forgot about it myself until I saw the smile in his eyes when he mentioned what he was going to do on behalf of his comrade.

My son then went on to say that he was more upset with the faculty because they all walked by the young man laughing at him while he was in the office.  He even mentioned how one of the security guards called him a f*#%t-I can’t even bring myself to type the word.

I can only imagine how ostracized the boy might have felt.


I wouldn’t be surprised if my son came up with the protest idea himself.  I also wouldn’t be surprised if he were the only one to do it.  He’s a born leader and strong-willed in every way.


I am most proud of my son because he has learned to see this young man, though “confused” as he put it, as God sees us.  I could say that my words of wisdom helped him reach the point of his decision yesterday, but I know that it was the Holy Spirit. Recco is willing to sacrifice himself for the wrong done to another.


Considering the times this year I’ve been tempted to assume my son was possessed (teen-attitudes-who needs ’em), I could have easily dismissed his decision to purposely get suspended for this “good reason” as reckless.

Yet, I can’t help but smile knowing my son is getting a bit more like Jesus everyday in that he too has an abundance of grace for the gay life.

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6 Things Christians Should Stop Saying

Nadia Davis:

Man this post really made me reconsider some of the things I’ve said over the years…it’s worth you taking a look too.

Originally posted on Gospel Relevance:

We all have that one friend that consistently says cheesy Christians clichés. I think most of us would agree that this is typically, well, very annoying. This is intensified when the sayings aren’t biblical. The motive behind saying them are usually noble, but they often simply aren’t true or helpful.

So, what are some of them?

Below are six things that Christians should stop saying:

1) Let Go and let God.  This phrase is typically used when in a trial. In a sense, I adore the “letting go” part if that means resting in God’s sovereignty, but when facing trials and tribulations, there are simply a lot of things that we can actually do. We can pray, study Scripture, confess sin, repent of sin, seek help from wise counsel, weep, mediate on Scripture, serve others, etc. “Letting go” has too much of a passive feel to it; it denotes that we…

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This is perhaps the shortest title I’ve ever written for a post, but I’m sure all of you are tech saavy enough to know what that means…Anywho …

Well, today I’m just going to drop a little bit of wisdom on your borrowing a line from one of my favorite R&B groups from back in the day, “Don’t Talk, Just Listen”  Now while I have written on the subject before…at least I think I have…anyway….

Okay, I have but it’s in one of those drafts I mentioned I need to get done.

I remember one time I used to have a little problem with running my mouth as if I knew it all…


No seriously, I remember when it came to an abrupt demise too.

What had happened was…(yes, I know that is incorrect grammar)

Anyway, I overheard one of my co-workers call another co-worker the “wrong name!”

Or so I thought…

No one asked for my assistance, but I interjected it anyway.   Naturally I assumed I was right.

Need I really say anything more about assumptions? 

Didn’t think so!

She answered in such a genuinely kind voice…she’s a pastor’s wife…why was that necessary?

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No, you don’t know what you’re talking about, I’ve known her since before you were born.

That said, I’ve revealed yet another embarrassing life lesson.

Sometimes we don’t get the point so quickly…

I spoke to a woman not long ago who called for my help.  Yet, the moment I opened my mouth, she quickly cut me off with, “I know that hon, but I’m talking about the  yadda, yadda, yadda.”

So what did I do?  I did as any wise person would.  I shut up and waited for her to finish telling me “everything she knew.”

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Long story short…when she finally stopped I was able to tell her just enough to get her motor running again.

She listened for a minute and really didn’t allow me to tell her much else because she was all “IKR”

Yep, she knew soooooo much that she had to call back and ask for more help….again…and again…

Do you really think it was a coincidence that she got me three times in a row that day?


I’m not bashing the woman, I’m merely pointing out how sometimes we can be so quick to “know it all” that we prove just how little we do know….to us and to whoever else is in earshot. I believe that God was teaching her a lesson that we all should take more seriously.

She was in such a rush to get things done that she ended up wasting more time and energy making u-turns than she would have had she simply slowed down, attentively listened to instruction, and allowed me to guide her in the process the first time.

Since my own little rush to misjudgment, I have made it a point to mind my own business, however,  I have found myself on occasion not fully listening to what God has said to do.

For instance, I believe God wants me to be married.   Only, when I first got that word, I just ran with it.  I never stopped and gathered all the necessary info.  Two divorces later, I’m definitely only seeking God’s advice from here on out…

Do you really want to go through what I went through? I hope not.

I thank God for His Grace and Deliverance! I’m grateful for the process because through it I finally obtained wholeness.  However, if I could have gotten to this place a little simpler, trust, I would have…

That said, the next time you are tempted to text or even think IKR, please for your own good make sure you actually do!

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