In a time when our culture is finally throwing off the last of the moral taboos derived from Luther’s *sola scriptura*—that being the taboo of homosexuality—and when only the most strident fundamentalist voices seem to penetrate the 24-hour news cycle, I’m thinking I just might have something to add to this conversation through sharing my life experience.
This last battle in the culture war isn’t over by a longshot. And there are a lot of people—pre-teens, teens, and adults—hurting and feeling beyond the reach of love because of how their communities of family, friends, and church (for those still in church) have treated them.
I’m looking for ways I can help heal these people who are not as far along the path as I have come. I’m not here to say, “It gets better.” I’m here to say it will probably get worse before it gets better. And sometimes it just *doesn’t* get better. You can’t control the choices and attitudes of others. But you can decide to live a life consistent with your values, and brave the cruel darts of people shouting hate in the name of Jesus.
Jesus loves you, and so do I.
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