The Family Who Join Us When people talk about chosen family during Pride Month, they often describe the people who welcomed them after they had been rejected. I understand that story. It matters. Yet when I think about chosen family, I think about something else. I think about
What Juneteenth Teaches Us About Pride One of the things that strikes me about Juneteenth is that it commemorates a delay. The Emancipation Proclamation had been issued more than two years earlier, yet enslaved people in Texas were not reached by federal enforcement until June 19, 1865. Freedom
Allyship By Any Other Name I have spent a lot of time thinking about allyship over the years. I believe it matters. Every movement for justice depends, in part, on people deciding that an injustice affecting someone else is also their concern. At its best, allyship interrupts indifference. It
Pride From Away One of the themes that has surfaced repeatedly throughout this Pride series is belonging. Not visibility. Not welcome. Belonging. The difference matters because it is possible to be welcomed into a space while still feeling that parts of yourself have been left outside the door. I
Pride & Poverty Pride is often associated with visibility. We think about parades, rainbow flags, public celebrations, and hard-won victories. Those things matter. Yet I sometimes wonder about the stories that remain largely invisible even during Pride Month. A young person comes out and loses the support of
What Pride Demands Of Me When I first admitted that I was bisexual, my attention was focused almost entirely on myself. Not out of selfishness, but survival. I was trying to understand who I was, what it meant for my faith, and whether there was a future for someone
Pride & The Ethiopian Eunuch The Ethiopian eunuch appears only briefly in the Book of Acts, yet I have never been able to shake his story. Here is a man traveling a desert road with a scroll of Isaiah open in his hands, searching for something. He is wealthy
Pride In A Small Town I grew up in a small rural community in northwestern Ontario. It was there, in high school, that I first admitted to myself and others that I was attracted to other guys. I did not embrace it. I did not know what to
Before The Tragedy, There Were People Eddie Justice was 30 years old when he was killed at Pulse on June 12, 2016. During the attack, he texted his mother from inside the club. "Mommy I love you." Then: "In club they shooting." Whenever I think about Pulse, I find
Who Gets to Tell Their Truth? One of the things I remember most clearly about being young is how often adults assumed they understood my life better than I did. Sometimes they were right. There are things I can see now that I could not see then. But when
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