Patmos gay

By “wake” I mean the scant traces a boat leaves behind as it cuts through the rain. I have no thought whether the Apostle Paul was afforded the other kind of wake, the one before a funeral. Both seem rather apt images for my upcoming Greek adventure.

I’ll soon be sailing the Aegean Sea on a fifty-foot sailboat with seven other lgbtq+ men. Paul himself sailed this sea (at least nearby) on his missionary journeys, even though (of course) his ship’s rouse disappeared quickly many centuries ago.

Paul’s theological wake remains, however, and in more ways than anyone can calculate. That wake is carved indelibly on the sea of Christian faith and spiritual practice. I’m actually a great admirer of Paul, even though I argue with him frequently.

I’m going on this trip to relax but I can’t go without pausing to reflect theologically on the locale – especially since Paul’s writings have too often caused serious harm. Paul would be appalled by that damaging wake.

Paul exhibited amazing courage, erudition, and even deep pastoral care. Some of my most adored biblical texts come from Pa