It’s tough to walk with God when you have all of these options staring you in the face. I think the last thing the Christian community needs is another person who says they have it all together, a 12-step process for being perfect. That doesn’t exist. I can help people by being honest.
I cannot even express what it was like to learn that perhaps all my questions were not signs of sinfulness or fault; I can’t begin to explain the overwhelming and startling joy at encountering a God who did not look at me only to see where I had failed, but who accepted me and called me to higher places.
Bob Stumbles, chancellor of the Diocese of Harare, brings blessed clarity to the confusing saga of Bishop Nolbert Kunonga, the pro-Mugabe leader of that diocese, and makes it clear that the bishop is using the issue of homosexuality as a smoke screen to divert attention from his personal misdeeds. Stumbles also makes it clear that the reports of the province’s dissolution are in error.
Ten men and women are singing a cappella, “Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me bless his holy name,” and their voices drench us fugitive worshippers kneeling, naked, trembling, needy, in the knowledge of grace, and when we arise and go out into Baltimore, the blessing follows us.