As I have sat and talked with young men and women about their sexuality for three decades now, I have often asked the questions, “What do you remember as your first exposure to sexual information?” Without hesitation most folks can clearly and vividly remember the incident and rarely does it involve parents.
I know that for many who struggle with same sex attraction or have family members who struggle or are gay-identified, the holidays can be a stress-creating, anxiety-filled time.
There are no easy answers when negotiating familial relationships. What works for one family may fail miserably for another. Family dynamics can be like a house of cards for many. But there are ways to get through the holidays without world war III breaking out. Here are just a few things I have found to be helpful.
My life now is so very different. I love my time in the Word; with Jesus. I don’t seem to struggle anymore with same gender attractions, pornography or masturbation. I am truly experiencing the joy of the Lord. I have no idea what my life would be like without Living Hope Ministries, the love they have shown me, and the consistent encouragement to be in relationship with Jesus. They gave me a place where I was accepted, where nothing I confessed shocked anyone, and where the goal for me is a close relationship with Jesus. They walked with me, prayed for me, cried with me, encouraged me and loved me so that I can now walk in assurance of the woman I am in Christ. Thank you Living Hope Ministries.
Recently I was amazed when my dad wrote me a letter blessing me and telling me how proud he is of me. He ended the letter by saying “So, go forth our son, be a mighty warrior for God.” My dad gave me a new name: “Mighty Warrior.” Soon after I wrote my Dad a letter opening up to him about my struggle with same-gender-attraction, and by the grace of God my dad and I began to mend our broken relationship.
by Men’s Ministry Participant “The water is deep, the river is wide and God has promised that I will be standing on the other side.” I have three very scary friends. Any of them could knock me out and I fully expected at least one of them to do so. These three friends … Read More »
by John, 24 The Hope House is a discipleship program where sexually broken guys are seeking a deeper relationship with God. I applied to live at the Hope House because, somewhere deep down, I recognized I couldn’t remain in control of my life much longer. I once lived in the gay lifestyle and, though it … Read More »
Living Hope Ministries offers a variety of services to help those who are struggling with sexual and relational brokenness, homosexuality, and those who love them. SUPPORT GROUPS We offer FREE weekly support groups. These meetings are confidential and a person must go through an intake interview prior to attending the group. Intakes can be arranged … Read More »
Before coming to Living Hope, I felt hopeless. I had no real, authentic relationship with the Lord. I saw Him as an angry man who had His constant eye on me, looking for things I did wrong. My feelings are fickle. I can be worshiping God one moment, and then the very next moment, choose sin. But, I’ve begun to realize the love God has for me, and that’s changing my heart.
“I’m attracted to guys” was what I told my parents for the second time in January of 2010. I’m not perfect, nor are any of the ones who came to this ministry before me, but I can honestly say I’m the most content and stable I’ve ever been, and that is a direct result of the work of Christ through the ministry of Living Hope. Not only has it changed my life and the life of my family, but also my family and I have had the privilege to refer people around us to the ministry and point them towards Christ in the area of sexual and relational brokenness.
I lived with her for about a year, and even though I was ignoring the Lord, he was not leaving me alone. He would speak to me in the strangest places, and at the most inopportune times. One night I woke up thirsty. I stumbled through the house to the kitchen for some water. Opening the refrigerator door illuminated the inside of my arm, which bore the imprint of my girlfriend’s tiny cross necklace. In that moment the Lord spoke to me and said “I’m not leaving you.” I was furious.