OK! Buckle your seat belts this is a bumpy ride. The topic of Homosexuality has been in the world for years. Yet, every-time it's discussed there's a feeling you get in your stomach, it's that weird feeling. The church has spoken up about the way the Lord see's this lifestyle but they haven't done much loving on the people. So all over the world you find people starting churches that preach the acceptance of this lifestyle. All because we as Christians haven't found the correct way to address it. Today specifically I want to bring you all into a place in my life that I NEVER talk about. Maybe it's because of some past shame. Or simply because I don't think the church or Christians truly know how to talk about this topic. We run to conclusions and jump to assumptions but we don't look at the heart of all the issues. Starting with me and my story.
I remember being in middle school when I began to feel small feelings for a girl who befriended me. She did dress like a tom-boy but I never really thought much of it. Until she told me her feelings for me in the middle of what I thought was just a regular friendship. We would talk on the phone for HOURS. Our conversations were merely regular teenage conversation. Until, the day she spilled the beans. She uttered the words very softly "I'm Gay Morgan, you know that right? And, well uhm. . . I really like you". In a moment of confusion and slight panic I just nodded with a cool undertone to give off no judgment "Oh, okay I mean I guess I like you too"? With shrugs on the other side of the phone I started thinking maybe I do actually like her? But, not totally sure. Our conversation quickly started to turn the corner. She asked me a-lot of stuff about if I knew the life of a lesbian. In total shock, I said "Yeah, duh". This then opened the door to my undeniable addiction to pornography, but's that's for another post. Oh lord bless my child-like mentality! I was so lost. Now I could go on and on with my fight for this relationship I had with her. But the spotlight isn't on me today it's on my sister Kylia Jackson.
I secretly understood her story far more than she could imagine. My middle school undercover and secret relationship never went public but it was always public in my heart and to God. Years later in prayer I confessed what I had done to the lord. I feared ever telling anyone that. Especially after accepting salvation through Jesus Christ. I found comfort in Romans 5:8 which says "But God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us." He died for me when he knew I would stumble, trip and fall right into sin. Maybe your sin wasn't particularly homosexuality but, drugs, fornication, evil speaking, fighting, etc. He still died for you before you made the mistakes you did.
Years later I would be met by the divine guidance of the Lord. Kylia. We met on the set of a show we were both asked to participate in to shed light on stories of faith and triumph. On set she came to introduce her self to the 6 month pregnant girl in the corner afraid to even speak on faith with a big belly and no ring. That was me guys. She walked over and introduced herself. I was absolutely happy that she did because I was so nervous and felt so under-qualified for the opportunity to speak on any platform. She told her story boldly on that stage and I knew with that type of boldness she had come into a true encounter with the Love of God. Just like me.
We were destined to be friends, just look at us!
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