For the longest time, I didn't care what church people thought about me. I was so angry at how I perceived they thought about me, all I wanted was to be AWAY from them.
It never occurred to me that I was in something that should be labeled as a "struggle." The struggle I've had has been with the church, acknowledging me as a human being, trying to live the spiritual life that I've been called to, in whatever ramshackled, broken, frustrated way that I've always approached my faith.
I'm glad I can sing in churches again. People of faith seem to get something from my music. But so do people of unfaith, and that's perfectly all right with me. Frankly, I don't see any difference. People is people is people.
However, what's really on my mind is going back to my alma mater, Jacksonville Baptist College, and doing something. I should put in a call to Fred Phelps. He'd be all over this.
What I've found remarkable is how little personal struggle or conflict Jennifer seems to have experienced over the issue of her sexual attractions. This may be an indication that times are changing. (Or: it may just say something about her personality.)
That's a great point, Craig. I tortured myself for years before coming to terms with it. But when I was a kid, I had zero resources to reach out to.
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