Posts Tagged: ally
No Way Back
By Renee Barney Since the real story is so long, I thought about what I wanted you to know of my very strange, fast, and transitional story from privileged, homophobic, ‘straight’ to exuberant ally. It was a very difficult
No Way Back
By Renee Barney Since the real story is so long, I thought about what I wanted you to know of my very strange, fast, and transitional story from privileged, homophobic, ‘straight’ to exuberant ally. It was a very difficult
Cover to Cover
Cover to Cover: My strange journey from a conflicted conservative evangelical to a straight ally My journey to being an ally was a bit strange, as this message exchange shows: Hi dan. I am confused on your position on gay marriage….?
Cover to Cover
Cover to Cover: My strange journey from a conflicted conservative evangelical to a straight ally My journey to being an ally was a bit strange, as this message exchange shows: Hi dan. I am confused on your position on gay marriage….?
In Support of More Than a Single Story
We at OneWheaton are extremely proud of the LGBTQ students and students allies who took part in the demonstration before chapel. We are particularly heartened by Professor Butterfield’s comment about the students’ perceptions of safety at Wheaton: “I learned
In Support of More Than a Single Story
We at OneWheaton are extremely proud of the LGBTQ students and students allies who took part in the demonstration before chapel. We are particularly heartened by Professor Butterfield’s comment about the students’ perceptions of safety at Wheaton: “I learned
A Christian Liberal Arts Education, Minus the Tampons
By Arik Bjorn, Class of 1995 and OneWheaton Ally (Read more by Arik Bjorn) Author’s Note: This article is not likely to be endorsed by the administration of Wheaton College nor referenced in any presentation by Dr. Paul Tripp in a
A Christian Liberal Arts Education, Minus the Tampons
By Arik Bjorn, Class of 1995 and OneWheaton Ally (Read more by Arik Bjorn) Author’s Note: This article is not likely to be endorsed by the administration of Wheaton College nor referenced in any presentation by Dr. Paul Tripp in a
How a Middle aged Mom from Missouri became a LGBTQ Ally
When we speak we are afraid our words will not be heard or welcomed. But when we are silent, we are still afraid. So it is better to speak. –Audre Lorde This is the story of why I organized the
How a Middle aged Mom from Missouri became a LGBTQ Ally
When we speak we are afraid our words will not be heard or welcomed. But when we are silent, we are still afraid. So it is better to speak. –Audre Lorde This is the story of why I organized the
How the #%#& do I find a church?
I grew up in West Michigan. Now I live outside of Atlanta. Many of you just cringed twice. Don’t forget, I spent 10 years living in and around Wheaton. I have spent a considerable amount of time living and working
How the #%#& do I find a church?
I grew up in West Michigan. Now I live outside of Atlanta. Many of you just cringed twice. Don’t forget, I spent 10 years living in and around Wheaton. I have spent a considerable amount of time living and working
I Now Pronounce You: Part 1
“I Now Pronounce You: The First Wheaton Alumnus-Officiated Unofficial Alabama Gay Wedding Homily in History” or: “How the Same-Sex Gospel Was Proclaimed in Birmingham” Several months ago I came out nationally. As a recovering homophobe. Back in June, while our
I Now Pronounce You: Part 1
“I Now Pronounce You: The First Wheaton Alumnus-Officiated Unofficial Alabama Gay Wedding Homily in History” or: “How the Same-Sex Gospel Was Proclaimed in Birmingham” Several months ago I came out nationally. As a recovering homophobe. Back in June, while our
A 2012 Grad’s Reflections on Last Year’s Day of Silence
A wise man once told me that “everything is political and everything is theological.” Unfortunately, that man was my father so I ignored him. So, as these things often go, I had to learn their truth the hard way.
A 2012 Grad’s Reflections on Last Year’s Day of Silence
A wise man once told me that “everything is political and everything is theological.” Unfortunately, that man was my father so I ignored him. So, as these things often go, I had to learn their truth the hard way.
From Hostility to Action
Hostility. I grew up in one of the most conservative areas in the US, good ol’ West Michigan. Growing up, I did not give much thought to sexuality (sex, yes). It was normal for guys to like girls and
From Hostility to Action
Hostility. I grew up in one of the most conservative areas in the US, good ol’ West Michigan. Growing up, I did not give much thought to sexuality (sex, yes). It was normal for guys to like girls and
A (former) Prof & Always a Walking Partner
I’m a straight, happily married woman, a mother, grandmother, and former Wheaton professor. I am allied, but not in the typical ways, with OneWheaton members, family members, and various other students from several Christian colleges and universities. Having three gay
A (former) Prof & Always a Walking Partner
I’m a straight, happily married woman, a mother, grandmother, and former Wheaton professor. I am allied, but not in the typical ways, with OneWheaton members, family members, and various other students from several Christian colleges and universities. Having three gay
A Certain Momentum
As the day of the letter drop drew near, there was a very strong feeling growing in me, a certain momentum, a sense that I was involved in something huge. Despite my own divergence from the Christian path, our online
A Certain Momentum
As the day of the letter drop drew near, there was a very strong feeling growing in me, a certain momentum, a sense that I was involved in something huge. Despite my own divergence from the Christian path, our online
A dizzying dance
There was a buzz of excitement as we piled into a Chicago apartment early that morning. Someone brought donuts. People made coffee. Stacks of letters formed dozens of piles on the table. Nobody really paid attention to any of it.
A dizzying dance
There was a buzz of excitement as we piled into a Chicago apartment early that morning. Someone brought donuts. People made coffee. Stacks of letters formed dozens of piles on the table. Nobody really paid attention to any of it.