I love you.
Really, I love you. I’m honored to be here with you. I’m grateful God has given me this opportunity to just love you. I mean that from the bottom of my heart.
I am on the outs with some of my family because of my work of FreedHearts, because of my love for you. (A few friends have left too, but I care less about that.)
I’ll be honest, it hurts, but frankly, I don’t care about any of that compared to the privilege I get — to love you, to show you the love you deserve to be shown, to remind you that the naysayers do not speak for God.
When you are tempted to despair of those you’ve lost, those who’ve walked away from you because they do not understand their privilege to love you, remember that they might be only responding to years of programming — from a misguided church but also from a homophobic culture — where they were programmed to be afraid.
To begin to see that Jesus is not at all like that church, that God is different (kinder) than you’ve been told all this time requires faith! The most religious naysayers do not really have strong, tenacious faith; their beliefs are held in place by fear.
You ARE loved. God loves you. I love you. As you are, as you were created.
I love that I get to talk to you every day, to share these ideas that come to my heart, and pour them out to you as encouragement and strength.
I love that you respond back, in friendship, and in the kind comments, thought-provoking, with your own fears and questions.
I love that God has brought us together. I really mean that.
I wouldn’t trade this privilege for anything.
All my love,