So it's National Coming Out day. A moment to get it off your chest and say that you're transgender, bisexual, lesbian or gay. A lot of my friends I know feel this way.
I have brothers and sisters within Church walls who feel this way too, but are terrifed to be called any of these labels, lest they lose their home and get stripped of everything they've ever known
their desires are talked about like these diseases creases on their soul for which they could never atone or iron out with good behavior or the most devout times of prayer
I think of this, and my heart breaks for you because I admit, I've been there too wanting for things I'm afraid to say because of the way that I could be shamed
I’m not so sure about using a label to define an experience so unstable yet I can't help at times but be distracted by the reality that I'm same-*** attracted
The church, I think, is too afraid to face the fact that there are many who feel the same we shame these desires from a distance, talking like it's us VS them, as if that ecplises the fact that this can happen to any of us
can we trust that Jesus is not afraid of this? That his body is meant to be a safe haven not a place where anyone fears being hated for things they have no idea how how to change as if anyone had a clue in the first place
There’s been too many to suffer in silence Too many have succumbed to violence Because of feelings they never asked to feel and pain we don’t seem to think is real
I know what the Bible says, and I know it’s true but Jesus never beat someone with it like we seem to he calls us to repentance, but we act like we don’t need to Yet our sin of silently allowing this abuse is something that made Christ bleed too.
So can we have a conversation, no debate that we speak the truth in love, not hate That we come forward with open arms Repenting of our silent harm
Brother, sister, I’m so so sorry That I wouldn’t have raised up an army to fight for your right to exist with me because my own secrets kept me hiding
So I’m deciding here and now to let you know you’re loved, somehow and I pray before life’s final breath I can know Christ’s love stood the test.