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Tears welled in my eyes as I read your post, raaucoin. I think (this is just my opinion), that perhaps among the brightest stars in heaven are those who were afflicted with SSA, but who triumphed and carried their cross after the Lord, persevering to the end, overcoming the obstacles.Homosexuality, SSA, being a Lesbian what ever you want to call it- I got it. I didn’t choose it. I knew I was “different” at a very young age. kindergarten or before. No I had no idea of the sexual implications. I just knew one day I’d grow up to be “mommy and mommy” and not mommy and daddy. And I knew that I had better not say anything about it.And I didn’t until I was 15 yrs,. old.
It was a living HELL. I was shunned by friends, disappointed my parents, dissappointed by my parents, ostracized and intimidated at school. I tried to “be straight " it didn’t work.
I “came out” because that was the thing to do. That was the only option presented to me.The catechesis I received was poor on this subject. It went something like this"homosexuality is an abomination to God. Fags are going to hell.”
Well that sort of catholicism- I wanted no part of. No one inside or outside of the church(at that time) told me there was another beautiful option:
I could accept that for whatever reason,- and the reason isn’t so important to me- I have this “disordered” orientation, and I can pick up my cross and carry it for the Lord. And I joyfully do so now. I have asked the Lord to remove this “thorn from my side” but as of yet, it seems He prefers that I remain as I am and that I continue to offer back to Him the gift of my sexual self-- that part of me that longs to be intimately united to another.
I join that part of me that suffers-and so little in comparison to His suffering- to His on the cross. When I think it’s unfair that I’ll never again hold anyone as I once did, I can’t help but think He must have longed to be held and to feel that He was special to someone.
I freely not only accept, but embrace the Church’s teaching and in doing so I am able to embrace my Dear Jesus crucified in a way I would not other wise be able to. And in that scense, being Gay, lesbian or someone with SSA is a gift.
I didn’t choose it, but I do have a choice in what I do about it.
Please pray for me and the many others returning home.-Freely and joyfully.
“Thank you Good Shepherd for screaming continuously until I finally heard Your voice.”
But I also think that God does desire to heal us. It may be the case that we may not be afflicted for all of our earthly life.