Gay Help

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March 30, 2005 by Isaac Hovet

Last night I was able to attend a homosexuality recovery group in downtown Portland. I had so much fun, which may sound weird, but let me explain.

For starters I am not homosexual, but one of my friends is going through the program at Portland Fellowship. He invited me to attend the “open group,” which is meetings they host 3 months out of the year in order to give room for people to explore the program and decide if they want to join. I was enthralled to be able to go because I have long wanted to have better things to say about homosexuality.

I haven’t been around much of the gay community so I didn’t know what to expect. What I saw last night from the 35 people who were attendance was joy. Many had been freed from chains of sexual bondage or are on the way to freedom. Some expressed feeling hope for the first time in a long time.

I saw:
Laughter. Acceptance. Grace.

These people have had to be honest and open about the most intimate part of life. In doing so they have been able to move away from a bondage that has less to do with perversion than it does with identity and being loved. Some, late in their 40’s and 50’s are experiencing true, Godly love for the first time. These people laughed . . . what is there to do with freedom? Just laugh.

At the start of the meeting we each introduced our first name, how long we had been involved with Portland Fellowship and then rate how our last week had been (in general) on a scale from 1-10, 1 being hell and 10 being heaven. One rule: no one was allowed to say “5.”

Of course the clever people in the group quickly found ways around the no “5” rule:

One gentlemen responded, “My week . . . hmmm . . . somewhere between a 4 and a 6. . .”

We laughed . . . out loud . . . and long . . .

Another said, “Hmmm . . . 4.5 . . . and I always round up.”

Again we laughed. We watched each other laugh. We laughed some more.

Afterwards I chatted with several people who had been through the program. Some had lost their families because of homosexuality and some were becoming free early in adult life. All possessed hope, however. The hope that comes from knowing God and knowing, maybe for the first time, that they were loved. It was like watching children at the beach . . . they feel free . . . they feel safe . . . and . . . they laugh.

God frees us. God loves us. God wants us to laugh.

That sounds like fun . . . don’t you think?

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4 thoughts on “Gay Help

  1. clmuandahs says:

    I have had the privilege of having close relationship with quite a number of gay people, as neighbors and through hospice work. There is a “realness” and ability to laugh at themselves & life that is often missing in others. It was with great sorrow that some of them died in the midst of getting to know them, but with several of them, I have a very strong assurance that I will be seeing again one day to laugh some more.

  2. Anonymous says:

    That’s a very interesting way to put it…I never had anyone say it like that. That they do it for love and acceptance and how when they find God they feel so free and loved…hmmm…. I have a sister and a brother who have dealt with this…and in all honesty I began to struggle with it myself when I was younger. But of course I began to to pray against it and God thankfully saved me from it. I just like the way you put it… P.S. I use “…” A lot too:-)

  3. Grammy says:

    Incredible…Wow. Reminds me of the Matthew video when Jesus heals the blind man…they roll on the ground and LAUGH!!! When I saw that, I said, “That’s the Jesus I love, THAT’s the Jesus that I know!” THAT’S what freedom looks like. I love it.

  4. Anonymous says:

    I loved reading this. I have a lesbian at my work. She has been so kind to me. I love being exposed to it, to understand these people. I pray that this lady is set free like these people. I would love to see that. So God release this woman to see the love you have for her and the freedom she can have in you. This blog made me laugh out loud. It was contagious. Thanks for the encouragement and hope you gave me.

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