Of course, not all celibate singles are without kids. I say that as an adoptive mother of several children who is also a celibate single…
]]>Being a celibate gay woman in a fairly liberal tradition is a bit odd, not least because one can feel like a bit of a sell out to the ‘dark side’ (being a little facetious there…) but also as though one is taking for granted the beauty of liberal traditions which have defended and continually enable LGBTQ Christians to more openly explore their call in the fullness of themselves.
I will be honest and say this has often been my issue with some of my fellow celibate gay christians online, much as I respect and admire them – I am of a Nigerian background and I know for a fact that my ‘celibacy’ wouldn’t matter a jot to the majority of my sometimes violently homophobic brothers and sisters in Christ back in the motherland so sometimes I wonder if we’re getting a bit lax about how all our waxing lyrical about tradition and spiritual friendship is used against our LGBTQ siblings (whether in Christ or out of Christ) and what our responsibilities are as a type of ecumenical mediator.
It’s a tough one, sometimes, and I suspect not helped by the fact that often it’s hard yearning for community (speaking for my own context) that doesn’t exist because it’s not really needed for anyone else but oneself!
]]>I stumbled upon this blog looking for some answers as a young, newly-celibate, Orthodox twenty-something. You are tackling some issues that I know many people want to sweep under the rug so I thank you for that. I know this was more of an argument piece (with which I agree on), I would like to know if you have ever since discussed in confession the abuse you endured? I have struggled with this myself and have never been able to admit it happening to anyone except for an old ex-boyfriend. I guess I just want to pretend it never happened and confessing it would make it too real for me.
Thanks,
Lucy
God bless!
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