It took me a long time to come out of the closet and even longer to forgive those who rejected me. One of the most difficult aspects of being gay and Christian is losing the support of your community. Being able to “pass” as straight made it easier but also caused a general disbelief (oh, you just haven’t met the right man; you’re too pretty to be a lesbian, etc…) Shame was the order of the day — and my outer world reflected the inner. I had to walk away from the church and learn to love myself — ironic as that sounds.
The Christians I knew made it easier by their rejection and I thank them for being the contrast I needed to evolve. They have their way; I have mine. I don’t waste energy in defending my life because the Divine isn’t owned by any religion. We can coexist without trying to change each other. There are valuable jewels that Christianity taught me: the power of faith, service and other dimensions. Most of all, they showed me just how courageous and strong I am.