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We live in remarkably uncivil times. Television is crass and violent, whether news reports or “entertainment.” Social media allow people to vent impatience and invective at anyone who disagrees with them. Hate crimes, including those against Christians, are on the...

“Does more sex make people happier?”  “Are single people with multiple partners more satisfied with their relationships?” If you want to rely on my word and don’t have time to read the rest of this article, I’ll give you the short answer, the bottom line:  No,  . . ....

Twists and turns abounded early in my sexuality & faith journey. Around the age of 5, I started having experiences of gender dysphoria, mimicking mannerisms that seemed feminine and gravitating toward games most of the girls played. Let’s just say becoming the...

This week, I am reminded that we have so much to be thankful for. Thanks to you, our readers, for being a big part of this. What are you offering gratitude for this Thanksgiving? Here are a few of WGA's highlights: Attendance in our groups holds steady, with between...

Several times, I had led a book study through The Wounded Heart by Dan Allender.  This book was written for those who have experienced sexual abuse. It has been used as the text for WGA’s Survivors of Abuse (SOA) for many years.  Each time I read it, something new...

In my last blog, I reframed singleness, marriage and celibacy with a lot of help from Catholic writer, Henri Nouwen. I also spoke about singleness being an equal “vocation” or calling one can choose, just as one chooses marriage. Yet, we singletons have many negative...

I’m a woman in my mid-twenties, have never had sex, and am currently not in a romantic relationship. I’m not going to have sex for the foreseeable future. I believe and hold fast to conservative theology surrounding sex and marriage. I specifically mean that I believe...

Watching the final Kavanaugh hearing was a miserable, wretched experience.  Laid up with a broken foot with too much time on my hands, and motivated by a fascination I couldn’t ignore, like not being able to turn your eyes away from a tragic accident, I ended up...

About every decade or so, I get into a wrestling match with my relationship status—which is single. And not only single, but a continuing attempt to walk out my sexuality congruent with my spiritual convictions. That would be celibate (insert audible groan here). Now...