I'm a twenty-something computer engineer from the Midwest who feels just as comfortable debugging computer code as he does baking cheesecakes. Singing has always been my favorite extracurricular activity, and I've been doing it since I was two years old. I'm passionate about hospitality, and I strive to make my home into a place that absorbs chaos, gives back calm, and provides hope. I love Jesus, and I long for my life to show how wonderful He is.
We finished the day by taking silhouette pictures with the blazing orange-and-pink sky as our backdrop. My siblings lovingly kissed their spouses and lifted them up in the air as some of the most romantic and precious images I'd ever witnessed. I stayed to watch for a little while, knowing that no one would ask me if I wanted any pictures by myself. That would have been absurd, right? It didn't take long for me to reach the end of what I could handle with my family. So, I ran away.
Most of my life, I've thought of faith mainly as a decision based on knowing some facts about God. Instead, faith is about coming to Jesus in such a way that the deepest hungers and thirsts of our souls are satisfied in him.
I've reached the end of myself many times, and even just admitting that is incredibly difficult. Heartbreak, betrayal, loneliness, and fear -- all related to my sexuality -- have shaken me to my very core and brought me to the end of myself.