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I can’t remember what it feels like to not be in pain. It’s been years since I’ve had the energy of a healthy person. The litany of physical symptoms that rage war in my body daily are a result of inauthenticity, suppressed identity and the internalized self-hatred and homophobia I was raised to possess.

I was taught to be good, to obey, to submit and to be a role model for others. I was trained to love Jesus, serve others and put myself last. My internal voice — the one that whispers to you in the stillness — was something to be avoided, not trusted. Instead, I was to trust my family, my pastor, my church and those in leadership over me — but never myself. Listening to my self was dangerous and worldly. It was not an act of surrender. So I ignored it, I pushed it down, and I hoped it would go away.

But it didn’t go away. Instead, the gut instinct that I should have relied on gradually got quieter, while the signs that I was ignoring my own guiding light grew louder. In my teens, it took the shape of compromised mental health. I pulled my hair out in clumps trying to cope with anxiety that I felt deep inside but could share with no one. Pulling my hair out made me feel ugly and insecure. Feeling insecure caused me to withdraw even further.

Then came “The Trauma,” and with it, the inability to trust anyone or anything. I only trusted myself — but I was told that my self was bad, that there was something wrong with me, that I needed to be fixed, cured, healed, exorcised. I didn’t understand why, but I did all the things people told me I needed to do: I prayed, I fasted, I confessed to those in authority over me, I read my Bible, I trusted God and had faith.

I did everything I knew to do, wanting so deeply to get better. But brainwashing to suppress my inner voice and my identity led to a spiral of further depression, anxiety and inner turmoil, which led to the cuts and bruises of self-harm, which led to questioning if I should even be alive.

Finally, I discovered the truth about who I was and why I was different: I discovered I was gay. And I realized why everyone kept trying to fix and change and heal me. Being gay was unacceptable and the most egregious form of immorality for people with my evangelical background and Christian upbringing. But even more so because my father had been in a high-powered position at Focus on the Family for more than 30 years.

“Finally, I discovered the truth about who I was and why I was different: I discovered I was gay.”

Eventually, I realized if I didn’t start listening to my own inner voice, I wouldn’t have a life or a voice left to listen to. At the age of 27, I came out to my family, risking everything and in turn, losing everything. My family told me they felt like I had died. They compared being gay to being a murderer or a pedophile. They took away my keys to the house, and nothing ever was the same again. Almost everyone I ever knew vanished from my life — my family, my relatives, my friends, my church — gone.

Grief. Loss. Trauma. PTSD. These were the gifts my upbringing gave me as a result of being authentic. What I didn’t know is that being authentic would give me the gifts of freedom, self-love, confidence and the ability to finally feel alive for the very first time.

But when it came to my health, they were gifts that came too late. After coming out, I began developing symptoms — signs of the years of secrecy I’d harbored — manifesting in my physical body. Extreme pain that left me bed-ridden, fatigue that made lifting a spoon feel too overwhelming, migrating muscular pain, extreme weakness, air hunger and excessive infections and illnesses. My life shifted and changed in drastic ways as my body steadily declined. It took seven years of suffering and searching to receive the diagnosis that I have a complex, multi-systemic chronic illness, often brought on by extreme trauma, for which there is no cure.

“Years of forced secrecy has led to a body revolting against shame and inauthenticity.”

This diagnosis has robbed me of so much more than my health. It’s robbed me of my social life, my productivity, my sense of adventure, my ability to have children of my own, and so much more. All because I was taught to suppress my identity, was schooled in the torture of self-hatred and was made to believe that being gay deserved eternal damnation. Years of forced secrecy has led to a body revolting against shame and inauthenticity. We weren’t meant to hide our truest selves. We never should be trained to despise who we are or silence our inner voice.

Auto-immune diseases and chronic illness disproportionately affect the LGBTQ population for this very reason. If someone had taught me in my youth that diversity was to be celebrated and that everyone was equal, regardless of how they identify or who they love, my story could have been so very different. Yes, I found my way to authenticity and freedom, but because it took me so long, that freedom came a little too late.

I am and will continue to do everything I can to heal my body and the trauma it holds. But my story and the story of so many others are a prime example of why loving yourself and embracing who you are (and teaching these lessons to our children young) is so vitally important. You never know when the secrets you harbor will suddenly become too much for your body to bear.

It’s not worth it. Don’t wait.

Embrace yourself now. Love yourself now. Celebrate your love now.

You deserve to be free and to feel alive. And I promise you, regardless of what other people say, it is exactly how God intended it from the very start.

This column originally appeared on Baptist News Global.

Ok Y’all,

THIS IS THE LAST WEEK TO REGISTER FOR THE UNASHAMED BOOK CLUB. If you’re one of those people who waits until the 11th hour (you know who you are) NOW is your opportunity to still join the cool club!

And while I have your attention, let me just say…this group is so much more than just a book club. It’s a unique opportunity to not only read and learn with others, but also meet the authors of the books we read, while cultivating community with like-minded people in a safe and sacred space.

Season Two is not a season to be missed! We have an amazing lineup of author interviews featuring Nadia Bolz-Weber talking about sexual shame, Colby Martin walking us through deconstructing the clobber passages, Emmy Kegler on how God’s love stretches to the margins, Abby Stein sharing her journey from ultra-orthodox rabbi to transgender woman, and Kathy Baldock discussing some of the most ground-breaking research to surface in decades that has the power to change history for LGBTQ people of faith.

I truly hope you will join us for this incredible season. All sexual orientations, gender identities, and faiths are encouraged to join. LGBTQ people, allies, parents of LGBTQ kids, pastors, leaders–if you’re wondering if this space is for you, the answer is a resounding YES! You belong with us.

Registration ends THIS Monday, Feb. 15th, so reserve your spot soon! Space is limited.

Register Now Here

In the age of social media, it’s easy to forget the power our words have on others. Sitting behind the safety of a computer screen makes it simple for us to say whatever we think with little consequence.

With the ease and ability to “like,” delete or comment on anything that comes across our feed, speaking our mind often comes first — and thinking about the impact of our words comes last.

We’ve come to believe the internet gives us this innate right to exercise our freedom of speech, no matter how unkind our opinion may be. We couch words less, we’re more direct, and if anyone is rude to us in return, we have that lovely little “delete and block” button, eliminating that person from our feed (and life) entirely. People can come and go from our lives now with the click of a button.

Social media has desensitized us. Some people call it “cancel culture.” I call it becoming numb and void of compassion. Especially during the COVID-19 pandemic when seeing people in person is one of the most unsafe things we can do, it’s become easier than ever to lean in to social media — both as a way to connect with others and as a venting outlet. We’ve become numb to the feelings of others, and in many ways, to our own feelings as well. We forget that our words have power because we don’t have to witness the direct impact on the faces of those who read them.

We’ve seen this repeatedly over the past several years. We’ve witnessed, almost daily, the numerous examples of how words (especially from those in power) have had the ability to cause division and dissention, have lured people into fear and away from facts, have made life unsafe for minority groups, have ended lives unnecessarily, have even incited violence.
The familiar phrase “sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me” just isn’t true. Our words have the power either to uplift and edify or to tear down and destroy, to bring life or to end life, to bestow decency or to dehumanize.

If you think of any people group, you can quickly come up with both appropriate (what we could call “PC”) terms that communicate respect, or with derogatory (“non-PC”) terms that communicate dislike or disgust. A few easy examples are terms like Native American vs. “savage,” Black or African American vs. the N-word, LGBTQ people vs. “homosexuals” or “transvestites,” and disabled vs. “crippled” or even worse, the R-word.

Even typing these comparisons makes my skin crawl. I hope it does yours too, because that means you, too, feel the difference in your gut: one communicates dignity and respect, the other is insulting, offensive and pejorative. One communicates recognition of that person’s identity as different but equal, while the other labels that person’s difference as “less than” the standard (white, straight, cisgender, able-bodied, male). It’s the fuel for white supremacy, patriarchy and racism. And it has got to stop.

A prime example of the direct impact our words have on others would be the transgender community. Transgender people (especially transgender youth) are some of the most vulnerable people in our nation.

The Trevor Project’s 2020 National Survey on LGBTQ Youth Mental Health reports that more than half of transgender and non-binary youth (52% to be exact) contemplated suicide in 2020. That number is beyond egregious. And that is just the number of who have seriously contemplated it but have not (yet) acted.

However, 40% of transgender adults have reported actual suicide attempts, with 92% of them happening before they turned age 25.

These numbers are extremely alarming, and yet something as simple as using the correct pronouns for transgender and non-binary youth has shown to reduce suicide attempts by half. What may seem like a simple inconvenience to you is something that can save lives, not by a small margin, but by 50%.

It’s simple: Dignity. Respect. Kindness.

This is all it takes to save lives. And educating ourselves about minority groups and what life is like in their shoes will help bend our compassion toward them as well. Regardless of whether your “other” is different based on religion, class, age, sexual orientation, gender identity or ability, each one has the right and deserves to feel human and whole.

Our words have the power to shape a new culture — a culture different than the one we have seen over the last four years. A culture that values and celebrates diversity, and a nation where everyone can thrive.

Yes, there is much work to be done for our country to achieve that, but it starts with you. Let your words, whether through your mouth or your fingertips, give life to everyone you meet and together, we can make the world a safer, healthier and more loving place for all of us to live and thrive.

This article was originally posted on Baptist News Global at: https://baptistnews.com/article/your-words-hold-the-power-of-life-and-death/.


Hey Friends,

If you haven’t yet, there is still time to register for Season 2 of the Unashamed Book Club. There’s not many book clubs where you actually get to meet and dialogue with the authors of the books you read. And this season’s lineup is definitely one you won’t want to miss!

We’ll have Nadia Bolz-Weber talking about sexual shame, Colby Martin on deconstructing the clobber passages, Abby Stein sharing her journey from ultra-orthodox rabbi to transgender woman, Emmy Kegler on how God’s love stretches to the margins, and Kathy V. Baldock discussing some of the most ground-breaking research to surface in decades that has the power to change history for LGBTQ Christians. It’s also a great place to build community and find support along your journey. Everyone is welcome regardless of sexual orientation, gender identity, or faith. We have a beautiful mix of LGBTQ people, allies, and parents of LGBTQ kids and would love for you to join us!

Space is limited so hop on over to the link below to register, and then invite a friend along to join you! You can get all the details and reserve your spot now here:

Register Now Here

I hope you will join us for this incredible adventure!

Be Brave, Live Unashamed,

Amber Cantorna

Registration for Season 2 of the Unashamed Book Club is Now Open!

Good Morning Friends!

I am delighted to announce that registration for the Season 2 of the Unashamed Book Club is now LIVE!

It’s been a dream realized for me to create a safe place where spiritual nomads, those who have been wounded by religion, and those who were told they were unlovable in the eyes of God, could come together to read, to learn, to dialogue with the authors of our books, and to build a beautiful community with one another.

After an amazing first season, I can’t even begin to tell you how excited I am for season two! We have an amazing lineup of author interviews featuring Nadia Bolz-Weber talking about sexual shame, Colby Martin on deconstructing the clobber passages, Abby Stein sharing her journey from ultra-orthodox rabbi to transgender woman, Emmy Kegler on how God’s love stretches to the margins, and Kathy V. Baldock discussing some of the most ground-breaking research to surface in decades that could have the power to change history for LGBTQ Christians.

We would love to have you join us! Space is limited so secure your spot early and invite a friend along to join you! You can get all the details and reserve your spot now at the link below.

Register Now Here

I hope you will join us for this incredible adventure!

Be Brave, Live Unashamed,

Amber Cantorna

One of the highlights for me of 2020 was creating a safe place where spiritual nomads, those who have been wounded by religion, and those who were told that who they were was not loveable in the eyes of God, could come together to read, to learn, to dialogue with the authors themselves, and to build a beautiful community with one another. Something I had once only dreamed of, has now become a reality, and a safe place for many who are journeying difficult roads, to lean on one another and to learn more about themselves and God.

If season one was this amazing, I can’t even begin to tell you how excited I am for season two! Over the next six months, we will be reading books covering topics of deconstructing theology, sex, self-love, self-discovery, and groundbreaking truths that could change the course of history for LGBTQ+ Christians.

I am delighted to announce that this season, we will be reading the following six books and having private dialogues and discussions with the authors:

March: “Unclobber,” by Colby Martin (Featuring a live interview!)
April: “Shameless” by Nadia Bolz-Weber (Featuring a live interview!)
May: “One Coin Found” by Emmy Kegler (Featuring a live interview!)
June: “Untamed” by Glennon Doyle (This is the only author not confirmed for a live interview)
July: “Becoming Eve” by Abby Chava Stein (Featuring a live interview!)
August: “Forging a Sacred Weapon” by Kathy Baldock and Ed Oxford (Featuring a live interview!)

If you love to read, if you love to learn, or if you are looking for a safe community to journey with in the midst of all of life’s “hard”, I encourage you to join us for this incredible season. Everyone is welcome and encouraged to join regardless of age, race, sexual orientation, gender identity, or faith.

Registration will launch THIS Friday at 10:00am MST.

You can get all the details here: https://ambercantorna.com/book-club/

Space is limited so be sure and secure your spot early! I hope you will join us for this incredible adventure.

Be Brave, Live Unashamed,

Amber Cantorna

Dear Friends,                                                                                                                         

I hope this finds you and your loved ones safe and healthy after one of the craziest years any of us have ever seen. In the midst of all the chaos, hardship, and pain, I want to take time to let each of you know how deeply grateful I am for your consistency in supporting my work through this extremely difficult year. Your steadfastness has kept me afloat.

In January, I made a trip down to Atlanta where I had the honor of spending time with Dr. David Gushee and spoke at his university class as well as his Sunday school group. I also was hosted by The Village for an event around coming out with Pastor Ray and Jane Waters. It was such a refreshing trip for my soul, rich in meaningful conversation with incredible people. Little did I know that would be my only trip of the year.

When March 13th arrived, our world (as yours too, I’m sure) came to a halt, cancelling all upcoming speaking engagements and events for the foreseeable future. I haven’t been on an airplane since and my wife and I have now been quarantined in our house for over 9 months (yikes!). Because of my health diagnosis in June, we’ve had to be extremely strict in regards to safety and social-distancing, which has basically meant that we never came out of lockdown and have only “bubbled” (or spend in-person time) with one other couple since March. We’re grateful that both my wife and I have been able to work 100% remotely and that we have a big enough house to keep us busy with projects and avoid driving each other crazy (at least most days). But I admit that I deeply miss YOU. I miss being with my people, hugging and laughing and crying and holding space for one another. I miss traveling and speaking and seeing your faces. And I hope that in 2021, we will find a safe way back to each other again.

During this time at home, I became a monthly columnist for Baptist News Global and have enjoyed writing about a broad range of topics. I had the (rare!) opportunity to speak virtually to a Fortune 200 company in July, and I’ve offered a series of free webinars and events online as a way of supporting people during this time of social distancing. I’ve also enjoyed being a part of a variety of podcasts, interviews, and panels discussions.


But my favorite project that I’ve launched during the pandemic is an LGBTQ Faith Book Club. Comprised of both LGBTQ people as well as allies and parents of LGBTQ kids, we read one book a month written by a queer author or ally and meet virtually to discuss the book in small groups and dialogue with the author. The private online Facebook group has become a safe haven for those involved as they process things about life, faith, coming-out, relationships, sex, etc. and build an affirming community with one another where they can truly be seen and heard. I’ve have loved watching this beautiful group of people develop rich relationships with one another as they dialogue online throughout the month and connect at our virtual monthly gatherings. This season, we’ve been honored to host authors such as Dr. David Gushee, Matthias Roberts, Mihee Kim-Kort, and Austen Hartke. We are already gearing up for Season 2 with a stellar line-up including Nadia Bolz-Weber, Colby Martin, Abby Stein, Emmy Kegler, and Kathy Baldock. I couldn’t be more excited about continuing this project! If you or someone you know would be interested in joining us, registration will begin on January 15th and you can get all the info by visiting: AmberCantorna.com.

Again, I can’t say how thankful I am for your continued support during this season. I couldn’t continue doing what I do without you. Thank you for the part you play in my ministry to others. I am so deeply grateful. I pray that this season blesses you with morsels of joy amidst a very difficult season, and that hope will lead us into the new year with much better things to come. Until then, please be safe and know that I love each of you dearly.


Be Brave, Live Unashamed,


(*This article first appeared on Baptist News Global. You can view the original article here.)

This year is, without a doubt, unlike any other. The daily events happening on a personal, professional and political level are enough to make all of us want to disappear from time to time. As we look ahead to the holidays, what can we do to make them special, rather than one more way to dread 2020?

It’s true that things will undeniably be different this year. You may not be able to travel the way you’re used to, it may not be safe to go visit grandma or have all your loved ones gather around your table, and the big Christmas party you always host is now a fraction of the size.

Here are a few tips to make the best of our current situation:

Take advantage of the slower pace. The holiday season usually is so filled with the hustle and bustle of parties, events and shopping that we just operate in a constant state of chaos. This year, most of that chaos is being removed for us. Slowing down may be difficult (I know it can be for me) but this is an opportunity to focus on what is really important, rather than getting sidetracked by the trivial, meaningless things that often rob us of our time and attention.

Instead of striving to “keep up with the Joneses” this season, take a breath. Read the book that has been sitting on your nightstand for months. Write a handwritten letter to someone you miss. Sit and enjoy a cup of hot cocoa by the fire with your pet. Let your soul breathe.

Our hearts need healing and respite after such a tumultuous year. Don’t rob yourself of that gift.

Consider observing Advent. If you don’t already, consider observing Advent this year. With the long-lasting effects of a global pandemic, we all have things we are grieving: family we are missing, weddings we’ve postponed, loved ones we’ve lost, graduations with far too few people present, big life moments that somehow feel empty, dreams that have been paused, trips that feel too far away to be excited about.

Disappointment seems ever present and grief like our daily companion. Taking time to pause, to reflect and to ground ourselves this holiday season may be just the thing our souls need. If you’re looking for a progressive lens through which to view Advent, consider Low: An Honest Advent Devotional, by John Pavlovitz or A Weary World: Reflections for a Blue Christmas, by Kathy Escobar.

“This year may be different, but that doesn’t mean giving back has to stop.”

Volunteer virtually. The holidays are typically a time of year when we look for ways to give back. We volunteer at the local soup kitchen, buy toys for kids whose parents are incarcerated or hand out sandwiches in the park. This year may be different, but that doesn’t mean giving back has to stop.

Earlier this year, our church did a Volunteer-a-thon and provided a fantastic list of virtual volunteering opportunities. I invite you to check out the resources they’ve researched and listed.

A couple other options would be doing a “Safer-at-Home Service Project” with Together We Rise to help foster care youth, or partnering with Glennon Doyle’s non-profit Together Rising to support families in need.

You also could serve those in your local neighborhood by raking leaves or shoveling the driveway for someone living with chronic illness, the elderly or a single mom who is trying to do it all. Whatever you choose to do, I encourage you to still find ways to give back this holiday season. Families need it now more than ever.

Deliver doorstep packages. It will be hard to gather for our usual festivities this year like we are used to doing. However, that doesn’t mean the fun has to stop. There are creative things we can do to still engage old traditions in a new ways.

You can use platforms like Elfster to create a virtual Secret Santa among your co-workers, friends or family. You also can make goody baskets with all your favorite baked goods and deliver them to people’s doorsteps. It keeps you safe and socially distanced, while still sending love to those you care about. I can almost guarantee this will make their day.

Remember, simple acts of kindness not only remind us of our humanity, but of the fact that we are all connected and in this together.

“Sit down as a family and brainstorm ways to keep the holidays special.”

Be creative with your kids. If this year has been hard on us, it certainly has been hard on our kids. They, too, are enduring lots of change, disappointment and fear. I encourage you to sit down as a family and brainstorm ways to keep the holidays special.

Perhaps make a list of all your ideas and put them in a basket. Then pull one out every time your family is looking for something to do together.

A few ideas that would offer you some fun while keeping you safe include baking cookies together, decorating a gingerbread house, going ice skating or ice fishing, building a snowman, sledding, doing a puzzle, or cuddling up to your favorite Christmas movie by the tree. Letting each family member choose at least one activity they want to do during the holidays will give them sense of belonging as well as a feeling of control over their environment during a time that feels so out of control to us all.

Finally, if in past years you’ve taken your kids to visit Santa at the mall, consider dressing up like Santa yourself and making a home visit. This will create a Christmas memory for your young ones they’re sure to never forget.

Yes, the holidays will be different this year. But different does have to be negative or bad. Lean in, dig deeper and see what gems arise as you find new and meaningful ways to celebrate this season.

Taking 5 minutes to read this vulnerable article will tell you why this election is so deeply personal to me.

“If you haven’t voted yet, this column is for you. With the election less than two weeks away, I want to share with you the story of my family.

I was raised in the heart of evangelical Christianity in Colorado Springs, Colo. My father has been in an executive position at Focus on the Family for more than 30 years, and my mom homeschooled my brother and me from kindergarten all the way through high school, shuttling us around to all the activities that embraced our family values: Awana, VBS, church, youth group, fundraising for missions; you name it, we did it.

I signed a vow of purity on my 13th birthday, I went on missions trips all over the world in my teens, and I did a year-long prayer internship after college. My family was the epitome of evangelical Christianity, and I was their poster child.

“My family was the epitome of evangelical Christianity, and I was their poster child…that is, until I realized I was gay.”

That is, until I realized I was gay. What ensued in my 20s was a battle that nearly took my life as I fought against the theology I was taught that told me you could not be both gay and Christian. I spiraled down a dark hole of depression, crippling anxiety, PTSD, self-hatred, self-harm and suicidal ideations because of the belief that God hates gay people, and therefore, now hates me. I felt completely worthless to God and others to the point that it almost seemed better if I were dead.

Eventually, with much biblical study, support and therapy, I found the strength to come out. But it cost me everything. My parents looked me in the eye and told me they felt like I had died. They compared being gay to murder and pedophilia and took away my key to their home. Nothing was ever the same again. After two years of strained contact, they cut ties with me completely, and we haven’t spoken since. That was more than six years ago.

About my wife:
My wife, Clara, is a first-generation immigrant. Born in the Philippines, she was left there with her grandfather while her parents came to America to start a better life. Once established, they sent for her, and she was raised on the island of Oahu. She knew she was gay when she was 5, but had many of the same internal struggles about her identity because her Southern Baptist faith told her if she was gay, she didn’t qualify to be a child of God.

She graduated from Scripps College in California and, in effort to further suppress her sexuality, immediately enlisted in the Army, where she ended up building her career.

But after the 2016 election, she began feeling like she was protecting a country that wouldn’t protect her. In fact, it was doing just the opposite and actively fighting to take away her basic human rights as a gay, female, person of color. In November 2018, she retired from the military after 26 years of serving her country.

About our family:
When Clara and I met, it was love at first sight — well, for her. For me, it took a little longer to hop aboard the love boat. Once we got engaged and began planning our wedding, we were denied our first choice, our second choice and our third choice of wedding venues because we were gay.

“Once we began planning our wedding, we were denied our first choice, our second choice, and our third choice of wedding venues because we were gay.”

Planning a dream wedding as a gay couple with no family support was beyond hard. Leading up to the wedding, I had nightmares about my family that were so intense I would wake myself up because I was sobbing so hard in my sleep. In the end, I had no family present at our wedding, and many who did attend (although I’m deeply grateful for them) felt like placeholders for the family and friends who would have been there had I married a man.

Over the last six and a half years, we’ve created a beautiful life together. But it has not been an easy life. There have been many lonely holidays and life challenges we had to face on our own. We’ve come to build a wonderful family of choice, but that has taken time.

In recent years, my health has been failing as well. After four years of searching for answers, I was finally diagnosed this past June with a complex illness for which there is no cure. Best case scenario, I could be in remission in two to five years. This sobering news also closes the window on my ability to get pregnant or bear children of our own.

Me: A gay female, disowned by my family, fighting chronic illness and disability, and unable to have biological children of our own.

My wife: A gay female, a first-generation immigrant, and person of color who served 26 years in the military.

Our family: An interracial, inter-abled, same-sex couple, who have been happily married for 6-plus years.

This is us. Our family is beautiful and full of love, but our story is complex. Sharing these details with you makes me feel vulnerable, but I don’t do it for your pity. I tell you because how you choose to vote in this election will have a direct impact on the future of my family.

What’s at stake:
Will you vote to support a candidate or party that is actively working against the safety and well-being of me and my wife? The outcome of this election will determine whether or not I am able to stay on my wife’s health care to get the treatment I desperately need.

“The outcome of this election will determine whether or not I am able to stay on my wife’s health care to get the treatment I desperately need.”

It will determine whether or not a physician can refuse me care.

It will determine whether or not I can get fired from a job without cause.

It will determine whether or not my marriage remains legal in the eyes of the law.

It will determine whether or not we will be able to expand our family through adoption.

For you, voting may be a matter of principal. For me (and so many others like me) it is a matter between health and sickness, employment or unemployment, marriage or anulled marriage, life or death.

You can’t say it isn’t personal. It is personal. It is deeply personal. It is personal to me. It will affect every aspect of my life moving forward: either for safety and equality, or for discrimination and oppression.

Voting the way you’ve always done is no longer an excuse. If you truly want to represent Jesus, do what I believe he would do if he were here: Vote for the people on the margins. Vote for me.”

(This article was written by Amber Cantorna and originally posted in Baptist News Global. You can read the full article here: https://baptistnews.com/…/when-you-go-to-the-polls-rememb…/…)

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