My nudist desires have never been entirely sexual. I've long known that it comes from a deep desire for intimacy. To be known fully as a man by other men.
After my friend started trusting me, he opened up more. And I began to wonder if he was same-sex attracted when he talked about not having a girlfriend.
I've never much desired sexual intercourse with men. Throughout my life, however, my erotic thoughts and desires have centered almost entirely on nudity.
These words served as a reminder that my story is worth telling and sharing. And equally as important, truth needs to be spoken.
Sometimes it’s as if "coming out" and getting rid of the wall between my same-sex attractions and the rest of me will somehow make my sexuality more real.
Growing up as a pastor's kid, I hid my homosexuality because I didn't want my father or my family to know that I was a "mistake."
I recently attended a one-day conference in Chattanooga called Sexuality in the Church. Sexuality of all shapes & sizes most certainly exists in the Church.
I know what it's like to hurt, to have nowhere to go. This is why I keep ministering to people who need to hear that Jesus loves them.
I still get tense and nervous and start shaking just thinking about coming out again. Some days it's better; other days it's not.
I know I'm a hypocrite, yet I embrace that term and the things it entails because it shows that God can use me despite my flaws.