Does God speak? In the silence of the wilderness, in the shattering noise of a city street? What does it mean to wrestle with gender, and not accept the standard of just being gay? What does it mean to speak about that journey, accepting others, yet still be true to your own self? This is my journey out of silence, out of the shadows of others, not afraid of my own voice, rather, listening to my Rabbi speak my name, giving me strength.
Friday, September 15, 2006
AWE
So I stand in awe of my creator, the one who breathes life into me. The one who dwells within me, teaching me, strengthening me, loving me. The list of who God is and what he is doing in my life could just go on and on.
This summer, challenging, yet full of surprizes and wonder! God is taking me past my every misconception and bringing reality into my life. What it means to really be a man. What it really means to be a brother. What it really means to be a leader.
God pours out his grace and mercy and shows me each area in my life that needs improvement and direction. Why does he do that? Because he loves me and does not want me to be the same man I was yesterday or that matter the same one a second ago.
I will write more next week, but I have been so busy with things that I forget to sit and write...so until next week...
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Kenny, I was very inspired by your testimony Sunday morning at Soul. I looked around our church and saw a great big sea of people, each one with a unique story to tell. And perhaps for one morning a week we all come together and we're able to feel seemingly normal for once, in the midst of all our indifferences. And the irony of it all is my story doesn't look like yours, though in a way there's such comfort and reasurrance in that fact. Because its not the story we hold that unifies us, its the path we're on, and the journey we've chosen to take that makes us one. Thank you for sharing your story Kenny. It doesn't look like mine, but I know that our feet are all on the same path to knowing God, out of what He has done for us.
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