Coming Out to Truth
Lesbian/Gay/Bisexual/Transgendered/Intersexed Christians Sharing their Struggles to Integrate Sexuality and Spirituality
A work in progress edited by Michael J. Nicosia, M.Div. ©
2005 Dignity-Integrity/Rochester
The following coming-out stories were submitted by
past and present members of Dignity-Integrity/Rochester. Each
describes a common struggle to find an intersection between
sexuality and spirituality, and puts a human face on the
Christian LGBTI experience. As these insights arose from
dialogue with others in community, it is hoped that sharing them
with the wider community will aid others on the road to wholeness
and holiness.
Knowing that the Spirit moves wherever this
struggle is shared, our plan to expand this collection will not
be limited to the experiences of the D-I/R community.
by Michael J. Nicosia, M.Div
In hind sight I see how I've always been attracted
to men, since early childhood, but I had never put a label on
it…even in the heat of sexual fantasies over teen
magazines and men's underwear shots in department store catalogs,
I never put two and two together. But when I was 21 things
changed - I met Tom. He was gentle, caring, spiritual,
funny…and gorgeous! Amazingly, my feelings weren't
"sexual" at first; this was different and new. I was in love,
totally and obsessively.
Read the complete story.
by The Rt. Rev. Ellie Atwood-Tarbell, M.Div., CSA
From the time I could understand as a child who
God was, I was aware of God in my life. I cannot remember a time
when Sunday morning was not spent in Sunday School and then
church. I cannot remember a time, as a child, when my Mom did
not hear my prayers at night and pray the Lord's Prayer with me.
At the age of twelve, I heard God's call to ordained ministry;
but, as my pastor told me, "We don't ordain women in the Lutheran
Church, so maybe you should become a Deaconess. However, I do not
think you need to be thinking about this now." That was in
1946.
Read the complete story.
by Bill Camp
Lent is a special time for me, partly because of
the associations between it and my former community of
Dignity-Integrity. It was in the second week of Lent in 1988
that I finally had the courage to come visit for the first time.
This time always brings back the many memories of how I have
struggled with the acceptance of my sexuality and integrating
this into my life. I remember coming into church with my heart
beating in my chest and my palms sweating, thinking, "What am I
doing here?"
Read the complete story.
by Jan
A question I have asked myself over the last
several years is, "How has my faith been strengthened by my
'coming out' and gaining the self-acceptance that I have?" In
quiet times of reflection and prayer I realize: I may have this
question backwards. How have my coming out and
self-acceptance been a reflection of becoming aware of
God's powerful love? That is what the "new life" and new
beginnings of baptism and conversion mean to me.
Read the complete story.
by Chris Hindi
When I look back at the past four years, and the
events that led me to the little Chapel above St. Peter's Church
in Bombay last August where I was received into the Church, and
earlier this year to the office of Sr. Sue Hoffman (one of the
Chaplains at the University of Rochester) where I first came out
to anybody, one thing seems clear and seems to make sense out of
all this - my sexuality and religiosity are inexorably
intertwined. I am Catholic because I am gay.
Read the complete story.
by Pat
I sometimes look at my life's faith journey these
past 47 years as if it were a trip to a foreign country.
The first 18 years was a guided tour. My guides
told me what to see, what to do, where to go, and all of the
local traditions to observe. One did not deviate from the
itinerary.
Read the complete story.
by Doris Karnisky
As an adolescent I always knew that my love for
women was an important gift - one of God's many gifts to/for me.
Some of the women in high school were an important part in my
life and uplifted it, though I never acted out my love for them
orally and physically. My mother always brought up the question
of boyfriends, but I simply stated, "In time, Mom." Besides such
evasiveness to her questions, my mother, an invalid, took all in
stride….
Read the complete story.
by Marvin Barrett
Way before I came out to my mom at age 20, I knew
I was a homosexual. By the time I was 11 or 12, I definitely
knew. And before that I had "hints" from my body, mind and
emotions that I liked men more than women.
Read the complete story.
by Gail Mastrella
Up until I was 10 years old, I lived in an all boy
(except for me) neighborhood, and fit in very well there. But
when I started school, I soon realized that I was very different
from the other girls. I didn't fit in at all. I didn't do any
of that girl stuff very well and didn't want to either.
Read the complete story.
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