I remember coming out in high school.
the first friends i told. the first boy i kissed. the first time i talked to my mom about it. being excited, and nervous, and afraid. starting this whole journey of looking for and waiting and hoping for that man, whoever he was, that would be my own.
I never would have thought that a man from Nazareth would have captured my heart! I never imagined that every desire I sought would be put to shame by this carpenter’s compassion. I never considered that love from a son of man could be so pure.
what good can come from Nazareth?
all the good I need. all the good I need, and I love Him. I love Him.