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I tossed and turned for a while in bed last night, thinking about what a misfit I am. How I don’t seem to fit neatly into any cultural corner: I’m eyed with suspicion by my gay friends when I profess to be a born again Christian. I’m eyed with suspicion by Christian friends when I confess to enjoying the company of my gay and very nonchristian friends. And sometimes I'm painfully aware that I do not belong in groups or events involving certain brands of people in pretty packaging with plasticky smiles and platitudes dabbed on saintly lips and—that is a good thing, actually. But it makes for a lonely existence at times.
These days I crave Jesus’ companionship more than ever—the company of the world’s greatest misfit. His presence in my life means the difference between staying under the blankets until late morning and getting up to go make a change wherever I can.
I’m leaving in a couple hours to visit a "safe house" where girls are rescued from the sex trafficking industry. There is nothing neat and pretty about that world. Getting ready, an article in the bathroom basket catches my eye. I read the first few paragraphs and my heart skips as though an angel has appeared with a timely message of hope and comfort. I hug the magazine and fly down the stairs and sit in my La-Z-Boy and, as I continue reading, break into heavy sobs—thank you, I needed this sobs. I want to go visit the author immediately and hug her gratefully, except she is too far away. Nighttime gloom gives way to a bright-shining sun in my soul, matched by rays of light streaming through the window.
Below is the link to the article: My Train Wreck Conversion (“As a leftist lesbian professor, I despised Christians. Then somehow I became one”). I am asking (begging) both my Christian and nonchristian friends to read it thoughtfully and be willing to grow a little more in the way of understanding. If nothing else, read it because some of you know how refreshing it is to come across people on any side who think, and think daringly deep and bravely broad.