Bisexual

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When Our Daughter Came Out

By pwsbuilder / May 19, 2014 /

Four years ago our daughter came out to us as bi. She was 20. My first thoughts were that we’d never be the same in the church. No kidding. My daughter is telling me something very intimate and scary, several thoughts are going through my head, and I am a little surprised to realize that…

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Christianity Made Me Bisexual

By pwsbuilder / April 22, 2014 /

I grew up in the church and prayed the sinner’s prayer at least a dozen times between age six and sixth grade. As someone who grew up in the church, I’m sure I’m not alone in wondering how much my life has been shaped by my parents’ religion. With a different upbringing, I might have…

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A Confession Of A Bisexual Granted Straight Privilege

By pwsbuilder / April 16, 2014 /

Eternal God, I confess I have sinned against you in thought, word and deed; By what I have done and by what I have left undone. I have not loved you with my whole heart. I have not loved my neighbor as my self. Holy Week invites us to engage intensely in examination of our…

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Beyond Either/Or: How I Am Bisexual Everywhere & All The Time

By pwsbuilder / February 21, 2014 /

“…in the image of God he created them, male and female he created them.” (Genesis 1:27) I was recently with a friend who also identifies as bisexual, and we began talking about the widely-held presumption that bisexuals “become” straight or gay depending on the gender of our partner. For instance, since I am faithful in…

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Out Under The Rainbow

By pwsbuilder / November 14, 2013 /

Have you ever looked into a person’s face and felt truly needed? Sometimes, I look into the face of another person who definitely needs me in some way, but the need itself is unspoken, unfamiliar, uncomfortable—or out of tune with the time and place—and instead of addressing it, I move on to what’s next, feeling…

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