written by Brianna da Silva
Dreams are funny things.
They can motivate us. Challenge us. But sometimes they scare us. When a dream feels too big, it can be frightening to believe in it — because the more you want something, the more it hurts if you fail.
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This is Chapter 7 of my story about femininity, sexuality, and faith. Read Chapters 1 — 6 first.
I saw the boy and his family many times in the next few months.
Here and there, I learned little things about him — examples of his character, personality, and interests — which I hoarded and guarded closely, like a silent dragon clutching treasure in her cave.
I even learned his name.
written by Brianna da Silva
This is Chapter 6 of my story about femininity, sexuality, and faith. Read Chapters 1 — 5 first.
At fifteen years old, I’d prayed a simple prayer: “God, please tell me when I’ve met my future husband, so I won’t waste any time or feelings on anyone besides him.”
Not long after praying this, a mysterious thing began to happen.
written by Brianna da Silva
When I was still an Evangelical Christian, but starting to suspect — and slowly accept — that I was bisexual, I didn’t think (at first) I’d ever act on my same-sex attractions.
I’d had this vision of myself with a husband for quite a while; certainly I’d been dreaming of that future, and looking forward to it. My being bisexual wouldn’t change that.
I wanted a husband. Right?
written by Brianna da Silva
This is Chapter 5 of my story about femininity, sexuality, and faith. Read Chapters 1, 2, 3, and 4 first.
I never really liked calling myself a Christian.
The word felt stuffy to me. It evoked images of stained glass windows, priests in formal robes, and strict rules, none of which were my experience. In short: It made me think of a religion.
I quite disliked religion, and didn’t think of myself as having one. What I had was a “personal relationship with Jesus Christ.”
written by Brianna da Silva
This is Chapter 4 of my story about femininity, sexuality, and faith. Read Chapters 1, 2, and 3 first.
In my Spanish 1 class, there was a boy named Daniel.*
Daniel was a smart, redheaded guy who quickly stood out to me. Admittedly, he wasn’t all that physically attractive — largely because adolescence had not been kind to him yet — but unlike all the other boys in my class, who irritated me with their outbursts of immaturity and disrespect, he seemed to have a decent head on his shoulders. He actually cared about learning.
In my book, being the studious, self-righteous snob that I was, such maturity counted for a lot.
written by Brianna da Silva
Back in June, I announced that I would be going on six-month travel adventure. A couple weeks ago, I had to cut that adventure short, after only four months abroad. Here’s why.
written by Brianna da Silva
Dear Bill,
Years ago, when you had your public debate with Ken Ham, I was a homeschooled, evangelical Christian and passionate Creationist.
I had visited the Creation Museum with other homeschoolers. I had written papers and given school presentations on the “Creation vs. Evolution” debate. As a teenager, I frequently argued the subject with adult strangers online, by way of my highly conservative blog. I had a thick book called “Science vs. Evolution” on my bookshelf.
written by Brianna da Silva
I began my six-month travel adventure two weeks ago. You may be wondering, how does one pack for six months of traveling? What do you bring? What do you leave behind?
For the curious, here’s what I did, and how I did it.
written by Brianna da Silva
If you’ve been following me on social media lately, or interacting with me in real life, then you probably already know that I’m about to go on a six-month travel adventure.
If not… hey, guess what! I’m going on a 6-month travel adventure!
I get a lot of frequently asked questions about this, so I figured I’d record them all in one place.