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He was the best I ever had. Everything I ever wanted. I’d met him in freshman year at college; he was a senior leader, I was pageant queen. The boys had always loved me, but he wasn’t just...
We both loved art. It was our way of turning our backs on a world that never accepted us. Experimentation was in my blood as an artist, and so was rebellion. And growing up in an all-girls school,...
“So when was the first time you were attracted to someone of the same sex?” “In primary school. I was seven.” As the words left my mouth, I saw a look of disappointment and shock flash across...
I remember the first time I fell in love. It was more than just the cheap euphoria of physical attraction, this time there was a connection on a deep level. I never felt as understood by anyone else...
One of the chapters in a book I was reading recently, The Meaning of Marriage by Timothy Keller, talked about singleness and marriage. One of the passages he mentioned briefly was 1 Corinthians 7....
“Wait,” I found myself saying. He was about to board the train when he stopped in his tracks and looked at me expectantly. I parted my lips to tell him what was on my heart but not a sound came...
“How are your parents?” That was the question my friend asked me, as we sat in a ramen shop after wrapping up our worship training overseas. She had just shared with me about her family; she was...
When I was growing up, Father’s Day wasn’t even invented yet – not to me anyway. And I probably would have resisted the idea of it had I known about it then. Not much to celebrate, I...
On my study table is an old postcard that was sent from Holland. It was addressed to me 25 years ago, when I had barely learned to talk and was left in the care of some relatives. My mum and dad were...