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Welcome Spring 2015 New Members

ALPHA

 is

EASY TO WANT

but

OH SO HARD TO GET!

Being

REGAL

is

EASY TO SAY

but

HARD TO BE!

It takes hard work, dedication and HEART to be

A REGAL ALPHA

Many step up, but few get to STAND UP!

With that said we PROUDLY INTRODUCE:

The SPRING 2015 Training Academy of

Alpha Lambda Zeta Fraternity, Inc.

#1 – Excellent1 – K. Pickett

#2 – 2ruth – S. Chester

#3 – L3gend – C. Reynolds

#4 – MysticAL – T. Stevenson

#5 – LyricAL – J. Bogerty

ALpha’s Epic F.I.V.E.

We are so proud of these Aggs,

 they stood strong and we welcome them into the ALZ fAmiLy and look forward to MANY successful years.

A – LLLL – SOOOOOOO – FLY!!!

Introducing Fall 2014 New Members….

Introducing Fall 2014 New Members….

ALPHA
is
EASY TO WANT
but
OH SO HARD TO GET!
Being
REGAL
is
EASY TO SAY
but
HARD TO BE!
It takes hard work, dedication and HEART to be
A REGAL ALPHA
Many step up, but few get to STAND UP!
With that said we PROUDLY INTRODUCE:

The FALL 2014 Training Class of
Alpha Lambda Zeta Fraternity, Inc.

#1 – VAnquish – K. Ealy
#2 – VibrAnce – T. Morgan
#3 – VALiant – S. Taylor

ALphapocalypZ

We are so proud of these Aggs they stood strong and we welcome them into the ALZ fAmiLy and look forward to MANY successful years.

A – LLLL – SOOOOOOO – FLY!!!

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ALZ Stories of Courage – National Coming Out Day – Oct 11

ALZ Stories of Courage – National Coming Out Day – Oct 11

NCOD

 

National Coming Out Day (NCOD) is an internationally observed civil awareness day celebrating individuals who publicly identify as a gender identity or sexuality minority. The day is observed annually by members of the LGBTQ+ community and allies on October 11.

“Coming out is a journey; not a destination…just like life. I found true freedom and unconditional love once I fell in love with and accepted my own truth!” – B. Kelley (Frat Envigor)

 FRAT STORIES OF COURAGE:

KONS. Horn (Frat Koncise)

I’ve been criticized most of my life about my lifestyle choice.  The ignorance of people who believed that my being gay was actually a conscious choice I woke up one morning and made. The truth is, I, like many others in the LGBT community have always felt this way. I have loved women since I was at least seven. I didn’t understand then why I had to be friends with the pretty girls. It wasn’t until eighth grade when I was introduced to the gay community.  Being raised in a very Christian home I tried my best to keep it a secret, even going as far as introducing my girlfriends as classmates to my mother.  She started to get suspicious as I became more independent in selecting my attire, my pants got bigger, my shirts fit more loosely and I was more likely to be seen with corn rolls than ponytails.  Everyone assumed I was going through a Tomboy phase similar to my mother when she was young. I would always avoid speculative conversations with my mom, until one day she caught me kissing my girlfriend in the hallway.  She was furious! She sent my girlfriend home and immediately began to cry.  We sat down to talk and her opening statement was “So you’re a dyke now?”  It broke my heart because my mother had always been my best friend.  She told my father who for a while didn’t even deal with me. I felt alone and as a result I rebelled.  Coming out voluntarily or involuntarily is difficult. I had to make a choice to live by my family’s standards or my own. It’s been fifteen years that I’ve been out and I’m proud to say that my mother and I now have a wonderful relationship and she loves my current girlfriend.  My father no longer distances himself from me.  Neither of my parents agrees with my lifestyle, but they love and respect me.  In the end that’s all I ask for.

 

“Love is one of the only free things in this world.  Spread love and positivity and it will be given to you.  When you are facing rough times, remember a strong love that was shared with you. Hold on to the bonds that you form with good people you meet.  Understand that people will disappoint you from time to time.  Know that you are the source of your own happiness; it cannot be found in the arms of another. – A. Adams (Frat Enlightened)”

REZB. Booker (Frat Rezolv)

If I remember correctly, I started having feelings for the same sex when I was around 10 years old.  My mom sent me to a camp that was out in the woods. One of my group mates did a dance after lights outs while we were using flashlights.  I thought it was dirty to think of a girl in that way so, I suppressed my feelings.

Then again at 16, I tried to “test the waters,” with a basketball teammate after our Homecoming Football Game.  During that time period every time I wanted to come clean about who I was, the more I felt the need to suppress it because of all the horrible stories being shown on the news about “hate” crimes against gay men, (gang beatings, stabbings and tortures).

It wasn’t until I met my first “real” girlfriend that I decided to come out.  She helped me become “comfortable” in my own skin.  By this time I was already a mother of two.  After I told my girls they said, “you’re our mother and we’re still gonna love you regardless.”  The rest was easy.  I didn’t even care what the rest of my family and friends thought because the two most important people in my life had accepted me for who I was.  At that point, for me, life in every sense of the word became….. NORMAL.

“Most would say “Coming out of the closet” is telling someone something that is uncomfortable.  But for me it was rather I told people something that was uncomfortable for them.  Rejection becomes acceptance through one’s own journey and the only difference between the two is TIME.  Just as I discovered, loved and accepted my truth through a journey, it was imperative that I allowed others the chance to discover, love and accept me at their own pace and journey.  If not, I would have became “A dead man living”.  I always knew who I was and what I am were closely related.  However, each entity brought about a new revelation.  Simply put “I am what I am” and I love every part of ME.”  – T. Johnson (Frat Exultant)

A Lesbians’ Exploration of Gods’ Unconditional Love: Yes God loves Me! – Frat ENvigor

A Lesbians’ Exploration of Gods’ Unconditional Love: Yes God loves Me! – Frat ENvigor

 My hardest, most devastating and most triumphant battle has been two-fold: finding where I fit in the church and convincing myself that God loves me no matter who I choose to love. I am a Lesbian who grew up in church. My Nana required me to attend Church everyday, which included: prayer meeting, sunday school, usher board rehearsal, choir rehearsal, 2-3 services on Sunday and anything else that I could attend. Church was such a large part of my childhood and I really loved it. I enjoyed getting dressed up, helping the elders,  mentoring the younger children, praising God and hearing the word of God. The Church was the place that I knew for sure I could run to and be safe no matter what was happening in my childhood… and then I grew up.

I did not come out of the closet to my family until I moved out of the state to go to college. However, as a teenager, I had already explored my sexuality with many women and had a deep knowing that these emotions were not something I could not share with anybody. My childhood church clergy and family did not come right out and bash gay people—it was a lot more subtle. For instance, I remember the first and only time I brought a guy (my childhood boyfriend) to church. It seemed as though everyone in my church doted over us, had visions of us getting married in the future and proceeded to give me “tips” on how to be a good, Godly woman to him; and I was only fourteen at the time.
This experience was a pivotal point for me  in my relationship with the church because I already knew that this overwhelming feeling of love, acceptance and favor I received from my church family would never be again. They had no clue the secret that I was hiding deep inside. They did not know that every time the pastor or sunday school teacher gave lessons on who God really loves and who God really hates, that I had internalized not only that My God hates me but that there was not a single thing I could do to make it right—except stop loving who I naturally loved. This was a paradox that baffled me about Church: how could a group of people be so loving to me and be so stand-offish to the choir director who was flamboyantly feminine and as quiet as kept…gay! No one would ever put a name on it back then, except that he was special. Yet, I remember him never hanging around any of the other men in the Church or being a part of the singles or married ministry. He was a major part of the ministry of music but he was always treated like an outsider.

From that point forward, I made it up in my mind that if being special like him, meant that my church family (who I adored) would treat me like an outsider then I would never reveal my secret. For a period of time, this worked for me on the outside, but it almost destroyed me on the inside. I had so many questions that were taking over my mind—-why in the world would God create me in a way that would make the whole world—-especially his people, hate me? Why would he make me in his image and then want to “spew” me out for being who I was created to be? I especially could not rectify, if it was a choice to be a lesbian, why couldn’t I just turn it off forever and be heterosexual? I had no desire to be the scum of the church and even worse, unloveable to God. I tried for a lot of subsequent years to pray it away, fast it away, tarry at the alter, have holy oil and hands placed on me, paid vows to have it taken away and even went through having the “demon of homosexuality” cast out of me.

It was all so hopeless and demeaning back then. However, I was never comfortable with believing that God did not love me and accept me unconditionally. If the God of my understanding was truly different from Mankind, then I needed to set out an exploration to figure out how God was different as it pertained to me being a lesbian—my spiritual life depended on it. As an adult, I had already been through the processes of being put out of a church for being honest about who I am and had even been given an ultimatum to drop out of bible college unless I confessed that I was an ex-lesbian. I was desperate to see, experience and believe that God really did love me  unconditionally. I started to read everything that I could on the love of God in a variety of religions—especially Christianity.

Since I was raised in a Christian Church, I had to especially know from this viewpoint how I could know beyond a shadow of a doubt that God was indeed for me and not against me. I actively sought answers and I found them! There is not a religious or spiritual leader or scholar in this world today who can convince me that God does not love me because of my sexuality and this is my greatest triumph in life! I can go anywhere and talk about how the unconditional Love of God in my life has given me the power to boldly say: “Yes, I am a believer, I am a Lesbian and God favors me too!”

I do not pretend to have a “10 step program”  that you can use to heal from religious abuse and gain confidence in the fact that not only does God love you unconditionally, but you too have a place in the Church, in the Temple, in the Mosque, In The Kingdom of the Lord of all period. Being a Lesbian will never separate you or me from the love of God. As far as churches go, I have experienced some wonderful affirming churches who do not merely tolerate me, but celebrate who I am—-all of me! It is my sincere hope that no matter what your spiritual or religious belief is that you seek out the God of your understanding who loves you Unconditionally!

B. Kelley aka Frat ENvigor, joined the Fraternity in Spring 2014. She resides in Columbus, Ohio and has been a Minister since 2010. She has a Master’s degree in Social Work and is working towards starting a diversion program for ex-offenders.