2 responses to “Coming Out, Coming In, Coming Home”

  1. Carley Avatar

    I found this post (and your blog) via Mosaic Scotland, and reading it has made me very happy. I’ve struggled with faith and sexuality and my relationships for a long time, and a lot of people have asked me why I bother trying to reconcile who I am with a church that doesn’t accept me; what you wrote here is *exactly* why I do –
    “You ask me why I stay? I stay because some things are worth fighting for. Some things are worth changing.”
    I just wanted to thank you – this has absolutely made my day.

  2. jaye richards-hill Avatar

    Very thoughtful stuff Kelvin…beautifully written too 🙂

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