I bought a house. I'm officially living IN the city! I've had a roommate since day one. He's a great friend and brother in Christ.
I pondered this question: why is it important to be in a community? While being part of a small group, I picked up 6 reasons why you need a community.
One day my friend came home and found me in deep emotional turmoil. He directly asked me what was wrong, so I tried to explain what I was feeling about him.
I was best friends with a straight guy. We could live together and share hugs and other brotherly affection without worrying about falling into sexual sin.
I lost my sexual sobriety because I went in search of shortcuts to intimacy with other men. I knew it wouldn't satisfy. Just like all the other times.
It is very desirable and even possible for me to have a decades-long friendship with a straight guy...even though he is married and I am not.
My former girlfriend dumped me and was now with my best male friend. Had I been betrayed by both of them?
It just seems we forget to say it or are embarrassed to say it or maybe sometimes I'm just not "man enough" to say it: I love you.
I spent a lot of time hugging him and encouraging him as he recovered. It felt so good to be a blessing to my straight guy friend in his time of need.
When my gay brother received his booty call one night, I decided I had to move out. It was then that a guy named Brandon invited me to come live with him.