One of my readers, who is also a friend, recently shared a letter she wrote about her experience many years ago. I want to share it with you.
I have been carrying around my story for a long time. It broke my spirit and certainly altered my life, but seemed of little significance to anyone else. But now I think it might be a useful testimony in the big debate happening around us. I would like to add it to the tales on your site.
I was a keen early 20-something in a happening fundamentalist church: lots of love, fellowship, good people and good vibes. I met, had great chemistry with, and fell deeply in love with an up-and-coming member of that church. We talked, shared, connected. He told me what any girl is waiting to hear: “I’ve never felt this way about any other girl … never had this connection … never felt so understood …”.
My nice young man also had a secret that he shared with me. He “had been” attracted to men, and had experienced physical contact with them. He had also been to every possible kind of Christian ministry to rid himself of this “problem.” He would never at that time refer to himself as gay or homosexual. He viewed himself as person with a sexual inclination that needed to be cured/retrained.
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