Trapped in circumstances
Unable to live the lives we want
To please their idea of normalcy
Most of us bend and break
Avoiding what we crave to touch
But I tell you for yours and everyone’s sake
Let God be the Judge Continue reading
The Christian woman from Nebraska last week filed a lawsuit against the entire group of “homosexuals” in America, in her role as Ambassador for the plaintiffs, namely, “God, and His, Son, Jesus Christ.”
Sylvia Driskell, 66, filed her seven-page handwritten lawsuit in the “United State District Court of Omaha,” asking the federal court to determine, “Is Homosexuality a sin, or not a sin.”
The lawsuit quotes Leviticus: “God tells his children in Leviticus Chapter 18 verse 22. Thou shalt not lie with mankind as with womankind. It is abomination.” The lawsuit also quoted Romans I and “Jenesis.” And it concludes with these time-honored questions:
‘Why are judges passing laws, so sinners can break religious and moral laws?
‘Will all the judges of this Nation judge God to be a (sic) lier?
‘For God has said; that all unrighteousness is sin, and that homosexuality is abomination.’
But it seems Driskell will not have her day in court. Continue reading
*searches deep down into soul for something inspirational to write*
*finds out all the soul is thinking about is the big box of chocolates in the freezer*
Hello creatures of KD. I hail all of una… The Queen mother of dragons, the ever controversial Gad, the slightly venomous Max, Pinky the demon who thrives on controversy, my new friend Mitch, everyone else I can’t mention, and the ghosts who show up to read and not say squat for fear of being destroyed by our sharp-tongued brethren. Why don’t y’all take a chance and comment today? Hope y’all had a lovely month-end weekend. Scratch that – can’t bear the thought that your weekends were better than mine, because nobody else deserves to be happy unless I’m happy.
This past weekend has been one heck of a ride, and I was taken back approximately four years ago when on Friday, my mum asked me the question again: “Are you still gay?”
I knew she knew the answer, so I didn’t bother lying. She then said she wanted me to go see a pastor. She said he’s a man of God gifted with prayers and etc. I agreed. Last time something like this was brought up, I disagreed. This time however, I agreed because I’m supposed to honour my parents. Continue reading
The early Christian laboured to spread the gospel and the life and times of Jesus. Christ’s early followers were brought up with the moral codes of Jewish religion, but the sexual ethics of the gentiles they sought to convert was dramatically different. In a world dominated by the pagan Roman Empire, a variety of sexual appetites were known and even celebrated. The pantheon included Aphrodite, the goddess of love, Pan, a pastoral fertility god, and many other deities renowned for their sexual adventures. Roman laws permitted polygamy, divorce, prostitution by both male and female. The tradition allowed for the carnal union between men and boys, the sexual use of slaves, sacrifice of unwanted infants through abortion and infanticide.
Christians pride themselves in a dramatically different view of sexuality. “This is the will of God, your sanctification, that you abstain from fornication. That each of you know how to control your own body in holiness and honour, not with lustful passion like the gentiles who do not know God…” – 1 Thessalonians 4:3. Continue reading
This is a long ass post. You have Pinky to blame for that one, since he asked for my spot last Sunday. Happy reading.
I’ve started work in Lagos. As I write this, I am there looking at all the weird machines that will hopefully become familiar with time.
Working – no, learning here is dull. My supervisor does a lot of paper work where she has to record her findings and stamp stuff. Whenever I notice she’s doing a test however, I go to meet her and start asking questions. She’s never called me to see anything so far. She’s a nice lady, she seems easy to get along with.
There’s another IT student who schools in the polytechnic of my city, and she’s pretty friendly. We got talking and she asked what church I attend, and I told her I go to church frequently when I’m at home but hardly when I’m in school. She then went on to call me a “big boy” which I took as sarcasm. Whatever… I genuinely enjoy going to the church in my hometown. I feel some semblance of safety there, and what they teach, I understand. I may not agree with them all the time but I understand. Continue reading
Spitting the words: “God hates faggots!”
I’ve never seen exactly
Who it is that you paperclip your knees for
To hold your hands together and pray to
But I think I know what he looks like.
I bet your god is about 5’10”
I bet he weighs 185
Probably stands the way a high school diploma does when it’s next to a SSCE certificate Continue reading