In 1956 at 24 years of age, I was moving into the parsonage of the First Baptist Church in the city where I had graduated from college three months before. As I was carrying things into the house a professor from the college walked back-and-forth with me telling me that his wife was having an affair. Ready or not and, without my intention, I had become a counselor. I do not claim that title.
Read MoreI write these blogs because I have a desire to express my own personal views about life its own self. I do not write to change anyone’s mind nor form an argument. This and some articles to follow are just reports on how I see things.
The way I view and relate to homosexuality is the result of some mind changing encounters that I want to share. That will make this the longest blog I have written and hopefully the longest I ever will write but the stories seem to be important.
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