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The Joy of Discovery! There is a story behind this picture (at left). This picture was taken just moments after Jose Ortiz (left) and Ken Pennings (right) made a surprising discovery: They both did their undergrad work at Columbia Bible College of South Carolina. "I've never met another LGBT person from my college," said Ken. "This is a first for which I've been waiting." |


| Above: Jose Ortiz, top left, leads a small group |


| Left: An AWAB friend from Main |











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| Ken Pennings Executive Director of Association of Welcoming And Affirming Baptists (AWAB) |
| Closing Thought: We are all a part of the rainbow. |
| Steve Parelli, Left, Executive Director of Other Sheep, with Ken Pennings |
| You can see the joy radiating from their smiling faces . . . like separated brothers united for the first time. |
| Jose Ortiz, Other Sheep Coordinator for Africa, Asia, Latinas/os-USA |
| Ken Pennings, Association of Welcoming and Affirming Baptists (AWAB) Executive Director |
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| Rev. Gus Vinajeras leads a small group |
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| Left Center: Chris Comier, Community Organize, Empire State Pride Agenda, talks with Ken Pennings, left, while Pastor Gus Vinajeras looks on |
Left: Jose Ortiz, left, and Michael Mostello, Jr., right |



| Late Friday Afternoon Free Time: Pastor Gus Vinajeras has an urgent need - he has to feed his fish back in Union City, NJ. So, he invites Ken Pennings to New Jersey for a breath taking view of New York City, to tour his Church, and to eat out together. Gus invites Steve Parelli and Jose Ortiz to join them. (Now you know how we got that great picture of Ken Pennings with the Manhattan skyline, see at top of page.) |

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Continue . . . "You used to be so close to me and so real a companion in all my yesteryears. It was here at the communion table where I would constantly reaffirm before you my desire to please and serve you and to maintain my struggle against my homosexual desires. "You always assured me your presence and help in this secret battle of mine. There was a sweetness in your voice as I felt you draw near and care for me as no one else could, for others knew me not like you did, nor could they have, for I was a closeted homosexual. I had to be. There was no safety outside the closet. "But you were there. You always cared. "So why am I now so halting in this our relationship, O Lord. Now that I am open and affirming of my homosexuality, and knowing that You are too. "It is for this very reason: I have built our relationship, I tell myself, on this false premise: that to act upon my homosexual orientation is morally wrong; and I had invited you into relationship with me upon this notion and commitment. If then on a false premise, how could it have been a relationship to begin with at all; and now on what premise do I have a relationship with you since the dynamic between us that built so bonding, so trusting a relationship was all a sad misunderstanding. "What real rituals of friendship have we established, then? What patterns of praying and scripture meditation and longings for each other do we presently embrace if the former patterns of loving and knowing one another were all misplaced on a battle that never needed fighting? "How do I know how to build relationship with you, if all I built with you was on the wrong premise? "Was I even in a day-to-day, moment-by-moment relationship with you at all, O Lord . . .?" I ended my speaking and I wept. My eight years of unlearning . . . and now more unlearning. My mind in all of this is ahead of my heart. It is my heart now that I need to respond in love and faith. My mind speaks to my heart all its reasonings so that my heart should know by now that God is near; but when will my heart speak to my spirit? When my heart can speak again on its own, and not just consent to my mind its reasons, then will my spirit be restored. Then He spoke and He asked me, "What do you see?" "Your back side, Lord," I answered. "Very close and very near to me . . . so close I can reach out and touch you." "You, see," He said to me. "I have always been here in relationship with you all these years. Do not doubt that." And I looked and I saw that he was still there, so near to me. "Only," he said. "It was my backside you did see all this time. Now, look," He said as He began to slowly turn on his heel toward me. "I am just as near as always, but now it is not my backside that you see but my face. Let's look at one another face to face and continue in our friendship, my dear one. I have always been here, but now it is not my backside you see but my face." And in my minds eye He turned toward me, though not a step closer, for he was as close to me as he had ever been, only now it was not his backside, but his front side. The same voice, the same presence, the same form, the same nearness . . . only now his front side. February 24,2006 Madison Ave. Baptist Church, Manhattan, New York My journey on this date and in this place, Steve Parelli |









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