Today marks the 100th post in the life of Your Other Brothers! And what a ride through the blogosphere it's been these last five months.
My gay brother found out he was infected with an extremely aggressive form of HIV. Believing he was dying soon, my brother closed the office door and cried.
I told my best friend that I had literally just come from gay sex in another man's bed. I'd found him on the Internet, then regretted it. I needed support.
Not everyone is going to have this perfect story after they've come to Christ, where it ran smoothly from then on. Not for me, it didn't.
Our blogging brothers, Sam and Dean, meet up to talk pop culture, the color pink, and the complicating world of masculine stereotypes.
Wherever you stand on these issues can we not first try to understand all the viewpoints? Can we not attempt to see the issue through LGBT eyes?
So often I lament my lifelong disconnect from the male species and my own innate lack of manhood, I tend to neglect or even forget the numerous times I have felt like a man.
I can't help that I am attracted to men. I can look at my life and see both nature and nurture contributing to my sexuality.
I hate myself more than anybody could imagine. I hate my body. I hate my personality. I hate my strengths and weaknesses. I completely fake it to the world.
Jesus Loves Homosexuals affects us all differently, but I hold this subject dear to my heart because I'm gay, or I struggle with same-sex attractions.