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I have read much on this forum about why someone living chastely would call herself homosexual (gay, lesbian or other) and identify with a sinful act, when someone who has the propensity to murder but doesn’t- doesn’t identify themselves as a murderer (or you can insert whatever sin). At five years old,I didn’t have a word for it, but I knew when I grew up I wasn’t going to be a mommy and daddy I knew i was going to grow up and be a “mommy and mommy”. And I knew somehow I should never say that to anyone. At about 12 or 13yrs, I was mortified to learn that “fags and queers” were generally hated and even more devastated when I learned what those words mean. More than ever I knew to keep my mouth shut. At that time, I wasn’t "sexually " interested in females. I didn’t know what that was. I still just thought I’d grow up, live with a woman and have someone to be close to and who I was special to.I was more comfortable with other girls. I liked taking care of my friends who were girls.As my friends started wanting to have boyfriends, I didn’t. I found other girls that I wanted special friendships with. As I got closer to 15yrs. The sexual attractions started. I talked to my mom and she said it was a “Phase” I’d grow out of that. I never did.She tried but couldn’t make me at ease. I DID NOT WANT TO BE THIS WAY.Some where along the way I learned that it was more appropriate to call “fags and queers” homosexuals. And desperate to understand my “sickness” I turned to the leading association of psychiatrists. In their info.( the “experts”) I learned 2 things that had a great impact:1. homosexuality was no longer considered mental illness.and 2. homosexuals were defined as individuals whose emotional, mental,(psychological) and physical attractions were primarily for those of the same sex.You’ll notice it didn’t specifically say they had sex with…in fact it said they may or may not engage in sexual activity.—That was a turning point for me. I wasn’t “sick”, a freak, a monster. I was a “homosexual” according to the official definition.As I got older, all of my efforts to change those feelings were useless. Depressed and miserable, I came upon new info. that to be happy and well adjusted one should accept and embrace her sexuality and many gay couples lived happy and fulfilling lives. And so I accepted,embraced and entered a relationship. For almost 25 yrs I was an “out” lesbian.
An amazing process inspired by the Holy Spirit led to my conversion of heart and mind and soul . i have returned to the Church and embraced the teaching of the Church and the will of God. I"m active in my parish and live in loving obedience to Christ present in myPastor, Archbishop, and Church.
But the fact of the matter is that according to the definition that I formed my identity with as well as in the eyes of culture and society in which I live, I am a Lesbian. It is not about sex or no sex. It is a matter of how I relate to the world and ways that I can not relate. Sort of like the reasons given for why a man with deeply rooted homosexual tendencies is not suited for the priesthood as has been explained by the Church regarding admission to seminaries.
No I don’t introduce myself as a lesbian to every one I meet. But again, the fact remains that I am primarily attracted on all levels to other females.That by popular definition makes me gay.I can not cut that off of me any more than someone who is straight can cut off that which defines them as heterosexual.If a straight person says “I’m heterosexual” he isn’t saying "I have the tendency to cheat on my wife, or have random sex with strangers or even a sexual encounter outside of marriage. He is simply stating a fact about part of his personhood. Just the same for those of us who say I am gay. We who are and are chaste that identify as such ARE NOT associating ourselves with sinful behavior.
I am also a Cajun woman. It is a part of me- in this case definitely genetically,- and culturally and socially. If I never spoke French again, never ate boudin, or shrimp boulettes again, never fished or hunted again, I would still be Cajun. It is part of how I relate to the world around me. I am a sister to a brother and sister. My relationship with my siblings absolutely causes me to relate to the world in ways that are different than how an only child would. I am not a parent, I relate to the world differently than my sister and brother with children do. I am many things and in everything that I am every aspect comes into play. My emotional, spiritual,social, mental, physical and yes sexual components are always with me. Each of those are expressed differently in whatever situation and to different degrees, but all are integrated as part of who I am.
I also need to say that yes, my homosexuality is a gift. It has taken a while to come to that. But because it is something I have to live with, and deal with it allows me something very real to offer up to the Lord for the sake of His passion.It has allowed me a small share in His agony in the garden. It has afforded me the opportunity to not only say but to live “Father, not my will, but yours…” and it has given me a precious intimacy with Him knowing what its like to have everything in me feel so contrary to what I know God would have me do(or in this case not do).
Now, when I admit to being a lesbian (and yes some people actually ask) my yes to that isn’t a proclamation of a sin, it is a declaration of faith because it is also followed by witness to the teachings of the Church and the awesome Power of God to give us what we need to live as He would have us no matter the issue or cause. I am a lesbian, a professional, a musician, a sister, daughter, an aunt, a friend, a child of God and His Church,A Cajun, an American. In all of those things, I am a sinner and a saint.
An amazing process inspired by the Holy Spirit led to my conversion of heart and mind and soul . i have returned to the Church and embraced the teaching of the Church and the will of God. I"m active in my parish and live in loving obedience to Christ present in myPastor, Archbishop, and Church.
But the fact of the matter is that according to the definition that I formed my identity with as well as in the eyes of culture and society in which I live, I am a Lesbian. It is not about sex or no sex. It is a matter of how I relate to the world and ways that I can not relate. Sort of like the reasons given for why a man with deeply rooted homosexual tendencies is not suited for the priesthood as has been explained by the Church regarding admission to seminaries.
No I don’t introduce myself as a lesbian to every one I meet. But again, the fact remains that I am primarily attracted on all levels to other females.That by popular definition makes me gay.I can not cut that off of me any more than someone who is straight can cut off that which defines them as heterosexual.If a straight person says “I’m heterosexual” he isn’t saying "I have the tendency to cheat on my wife, or have random sex with strangers or even a sexual encounter outside of marriage. He is simply stating a fact about part of his personhood. Just the same for those of us who say I am gay. We who are and are chaste that identify as such ARE NOT associating ourselves with sinful behavior.
I am also a Cajun woman. It is a part of me- in this case definitely genetically,- and culturally and socially. If I never spoke French again, never ate boudin, or shrimp boulettes again, never fished or hunted again, I would still be Cajun. It is part of how I relate to the world around me. I am a sister to a brother and sister. My relationship with my siblings absolutely causes me to relate to the world in ways that are different than how an only child would. I am not a parent, I relate to the world differently than my sister and brother with children do. I am many things and in everything that I am every aspect comes into play. My emotional, spiritual,social, mental, physical and yes sexual components are always with me. Each of those are expressed differently in whatever situation and to different degrees, but all are integrated as part of who I am.
I also need to say that yes, my homosexuality is a gift. It has taken a while to come to that. But because it is something I have to live with, and deal with it allows me something very real to offer up to the Lord for the sake of His passion.It has allowed me a small share in His agony in the garden. It has afforded me the opportunity to not only say but to live “Father, not my will, but yours…” and it has given me a precious intimacy with Him knowing what its like to have everything in me feel so contrary to what I know God would have me do(or in this case not do).
Now, when I admit to being a lesbian (and yes some people actually ask) my yes to that isn’t a proclamation of a sin, it is a declaration of faith because it is also followed by witness to the teachings of the Church and the awesome Power of God to give us what we need to live as He would have us no matter the issue or cause. I am a lesbian, a professional, a musician, a sister, daughter, an aunt, a friend, a child of God and His Church,A Cajun, an American. In all of those things, I am a sinner and a saint.