“As …(the type church)… we not only open our doors to people of all sexual orientations & gender. We create inclusive religious communities and work for LGBTQ justice & equity as a core part of who we are. All of who you are is welcome!”
Recently a loved one of a close family member died of cancer. It was a prolonged period which lead up to the ultimate end - death.
It affected me. I’m not really sure why, considering I’m not that connected to the person other than through the ties of family. But, I think it was the catalyst that caused a new and fuller reaction within me for the first time: Survivor’s Guilt. Why am I still living after my bout with cancer and he isn’t? Surely he’s more deserving than I. He probably was a much better person than I. Why am I allowed to live but not him?