These past months have demanded that I give my body attention in ways that have been most unwelcome. It has made for an ‘interesting’ winter, and an minor existential crises that was at first unpleasant, but eventually led to the birthing of a new thing, as so often is the path.
I feel a little ridiculous sharing this story if I’m honest. Firstly because I’ve chosen to share personal details and I’m sincerely worried that I’ll gross you out, and hear screams of: “TMI BEK, TMI!”.Read More
To my precious friends and family in the LGBTQI community,
Thank you for your friendship.
Thank you for loving, and accepting me just as I am.
Thank you for embracing me with open hearts and open arms.
Thank you for not questioning the validity and worth of my relationship with the person I have chosen as my life partner.
Thank you for not asking ignorant questions about gender roles within our relationship.
Thank you for not questioning my right, and capacity to raise children- even when my drug history and repeated poor life choices could warrant such concern.
Thank you for not debating my right to share with said offspring, my experiences and evolving worldview.
Thank you for keeping your heart walls down, even upon discovering that I’m a passionate Jesus follower.
Thank you for choosing to acquaint yourself fully with me, instead of immediately writing me off for my faith.
Thank you for not hosting an inquisition around my ability to love Jesus fully, including my attendance and participation in church life, based solely upon my gender identity and sexual orientation.
I feel a shift in the church, friends. In the wider Christian community. Not surprising, we are, despite distance and creed, One. This shift, its stronger than I’d wanted to believe; because change is scary, and I’m so rarely brave. This shift is not limited to specific denominations or favoured generations, it’s simply a call to dance; to waltz, clumsily to the beat of the Father’s heart. It’s nothing new; in fact it’s ancient. But this shift is a beckoning back to the basics; to the awkward simplicity of breathtaking love. And it’s stirred a vibrant vision in me:Read More
**Trigger Warning: This post contains references to death/suicide, and may be distressing or triggering for some readers. Please exercise wisdom and self-care before choosing to proceed.
In totally un-Bek form (*chokes on own sarcasm) it takes the aftermath of a historical event that has no immediate or direct impact on me (this really isn’t true, think The Butterfly Effect), to bring me out of my six month blogging hiatus (please let the record show that my phone just autocorrected ‘six month hiatus’ to: ‘mystic hiatus’- which sounds far more interesting, spiritual and less self-indulgent than the lazy self-induced, self-conscious apathy that’s actually been occurring. Count the ‘selfs’. So much maturing yet to occur *sigh). Because yeah, I have an opinion on this. Ha! On everything really. And hey, prophetic declarations are being made, so that’s practically a personal invitation to speak up…right?Read More