At that moment I knew it was not wrong for me to love a boy. I know too well what our society and the world would say; that I have created philosophical constructs to accommodate my religion to my "condition", but I know in my heart what's true, I cannot prove what I believe. I only know that once again I feel Jesus in my heart and my prayers transcend beyond the ceiling. Only the Lord can truly know what's in one's heart. Thanks for posting this great story. While I don't completely agree with your conclusions I have no right to say that mine are any more correct than yours are. I am drawn to the paragraph above. As you know, there is a significant danger in creating our own constructs so as to make the Word of God fit better into our lives for us. On the other hand, translations of the bible are man's work, and we do have the right to accept or reject translations when they are ambiguous. But more importantly than that, our accountability really comes to God and to none other. God wants our hearts and I am convinced that he has yours (and did for a very long time). Your story inpsires me to believe that if my heart is for God, then he will guide me to know what level of sexual activity he can tolerate. My guess is that the answer lies somewhere in between where I am and where Jesus was. I guess that is always where the answer lies :) You are not alone. Ben |