Falling in love for the first time ruined me. I was 16 and the summer after my junior year of high school changed everything.
For me, it started first with guys catching my attention in a way that I couldn’t quite identify.
Certain friends making more of an impression on me than others. I didn’t have any other idea of what it could be other than just “I want to be his friend.”
Then, I started noticing more specific attractions: shirtless guys, guys in bathing suits, the underwear packages in department stores.
When I realized that sort of thing might be “gay,” it was easy enough for me to brush off. If that’s gay, then gay is an action. And if gay is an action, I can just… not do that.
That also meant every time I did a double-take when a cute guy walked by or or god-forbid searched out porn, I was DOING something wrong. I was actively sinning, or so I thought.
That’s why, the first time I realized I had feelings for a guy, it ruined me.
Not just that he was catching my eye or that I had watched a certain type of porn or even that I had felt a strong connection to a TV character (helllllo Brink from Disney Channel), but FEELINGS.
I wanted to be close to him.
I wanted to hold him.
I wanted to be held by him.
I wanted him to see and understand me fully.
I wanted to see and understand him fully.
I wanted to support him and nurture him and build something special together with him.
And yes, I wanted to kiss him too.
And… I didn’t quite know what to do with that.
How could that be wrong?
And how could I stop caring about someone? I don’t think I can.
That sent me on a path to figure out “what the Bible said about homosexuality” and how this… whatever THIS was… might fit in (or not) with my Christian faith.
I did what lots of LGBTQ Christians do—what you might have done—I researched those “clobber passages” or texts of terror.
I made a short video series about that experience. About seeking to understand “what the Bible says” and about what I discovered. You can watch that below.
But ultimately what I found was unfulfilling.
There weren’t enough articles I could read about “those verses” to ever fully assuage my doubts.
Thankfully, I found something else that did. And that something became the basis for QueerTheology.com eight years ago.
I’ll share more about that soon. Make sure you’re subscribed to our emails to hear. You can do that below.