A War of Loves: The Unexpected Story of a Gay Activist Discovering Jesus

God’s love should displace all others and occupy the primary space in our hearts. It is, simply, what we were made for.

Suddenly my identity no longer centered on what I desired sexually; it centered on Jesus Christ and his costly and abundant grace.

“The New Testament views the church—rather than marriage—as the primary place where human love is best expressed and experienced.”

The reality is, Jesus’ call of discipleship is a claim on all of our lives.

“Love is love” doesn’t mean that much semantically, and it provides no definition of what love actually is.

If Jesus was celibate and the ultimate example of human flourishing for all of us, gay or straight, then isn’t it clear that celibacy is not an inhumane sentence for gay people like me but actually a legitimate, and even honorable, choice?

Why would someone give up their same-sex desires and their hope for romance, unless they’d found something higher?

I knew in this moment that marriage was something innate to God’s own image and his intention for our humanity. He had made them male and female to reflect his glory. It was beautiful.

John was at the cross with Jesus. He was the only disciple who remained faithful and stayed with Jesus as he suffered. Their bond pointed to a future reality—a love that every Christian would know with God and, one day, with every other Christian in eternity.