Gay Marriage and the Posture of the Gospel

“And conveniently, we have so convinced ourselves that our positions are right that we believe the very act of articulating them is love.”

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Perhaps because of what I do for a living, I have been asked about gay marriage many times over the last couple of years. With very few exceptions, each of the questions I’ve been asked is some variation of the same question: What is your position on gay marriage? Some ask to make sure I’m on the right side of the issue; some ask because they are conflicted about which side is right, but they feel pressure to choose a side (and to choose the right side, obviously).

I understand the desire to be right. I understand the pressure to choose. I understand that right and wrong still matter. The question that all of the questions seem to be asking still makes sense to me.

And yet the more I am asked the question, the more I am convinced that we are so collectively obsessed with position we have forgotten…

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A plea to straight Christians

The Faithful Within

By Melissa Kohler, Guest Writer

Today’s guest post comes from a dear friend and straight ally at Wheaton College. Melissa Kohler, a senior rhetoric major, was inspired to write this post after observing the way many straight people in our community tend to interact within conversations about the LGBTQ community on campus, particularly this week as events have unfolded since the “apple-throwing incident”.

Dear Wheaton College Community,

I am not talking to the infamous apple thrower. I am talking to you, the one reading this right now. Yes, you. I am angry because we sit in our straight privilege. Yes, you read that correctly, straight privilege. I have straight privilege and so do you.We don’t experience judgment, animosity, and malcontent because of who we are attracted to; that my friend, is privilege. We aren’t condemned because of who we are attracted to; that is privilege. Yes, the apple-throwing guy did a bad thing. But what…

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For Wheaton: The Parable of the Fig Tree

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I entered this semester done with Wheaton College. I was done fighting for friendships when so many people whom I would have considered close friends had abandoned me. I was done fighting my way through hundreds of pages of reading that never seemed to end. I was done with runny noses, hacking coughs, eight layers of clothing, and endless snow. I was done scrolling through my Facebook newsfeed and seeing arrogance, drama, and contempt. I was done asking professors to care for me, because they probably were more fond of the eager sophomores and juniors. Above all, I was done with evangelical Christianity–done with this strange culture, where sex both terrifies and obsesses us, where such things as chapel skips and Prez Ball music become crucial moral issues, and where we claim absolute, objective truth based on our personal, subjective experiences with a first-century Palestinian Jew who allegedly said some…

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