Well, was that too much to ask? Apparently so. I knew patience was a virtue and all that, and the God answers prayer in His own time and He has a plan and all of that.
I just did not understand why He wasn’t moving this along faster.
At the time I still wasn’t sure if He hated gay people so much that their existence was a ticket straight to Hell. And I thought the idea that people who were gay but celibate and got a pass into Heaven seemed kind of hypocritic.
None of that really mattered.
I prayed and prayed and immersed myself in every church/service/community project not only in an attempt to ‘fix’ things, but as a way to fill every moment of every day and exhaust myself.
The exhaust myself part worked pretty well. The ‘fix’ things, not so much.
Today’s Gay Agenda: When is enough, enough?