It’s been a literal hell of a couple days. Everyone who is closeted has fear of coming out because they think their situation is uniquely painful for those around them. We’re no exception. But it came down to the wire yesterday and today causing us to crack the door open… just a little. The fire that came through that tiny opening was enough to cause 3rd degree burns across every surface of my body.
It is incredible to me how people who are so Christian can be so un-Christlike (if we are defining Christ as loving, compassionate, and gracious), especially when those people are your closest friends and family. It’s almost like their degree of closeness to you increases the potency of their venom.
Give me a little while to collect my thoughts, wipe my tears, and dress my wounds.