The False Promise of Gay Pride
I secretly felt shame in my identity as a gay man, though you would never know it by the number of boyfriends I cycled through, the gay bars I frequented, and the pride parades I attended.
I secretly felt shame in my identity as a gay man, though you would never know it by the number of boyfriends I cycled through, the gay bars I frequented, and the pride parades I attended.
As a professional soccer player, I spend a lot of time in locker rooms. And with locker rooms, there are inevitably locker room conversations. While there are times when the locker room is a familiar and comfortable place, I loathe the times when the b …
Every woman I ever dated ended up getting married to another man. How awkward would it be for that man to know I had gotten physical with his wife?
God was relentlessly pursuing me — a porn-addicted son, ridden with guilt, trapped in bondage, no longer isolated in fear, but surrounded with support.
Not long ago, I was at my favorite coffee shop visiting with an acquaintance who is a recently married, self-professing Christian. He has a new baby girl, so I asked how his daughter was doing. He pulled out his iPad to show me a photo of her, and what …
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