Starting in 2016, we have been making a focused effort to
reach the LGBT community. So when I learned about "The Center", a
community building for LGBT individuals in Manhattan, I knew I needed to go
check it out. I saw it as an opportunity to learn more about the community and
maybe make some friends. As I mingled with people in the lobby, I met a gentle,
and soft-spoken man named Henry, who comes to The Center for their support
groups. He’s had a life-long battle with depression and seeks comfort by
attending these meetings. When I told him it was my first time at The Center,
he took me on a tour of the building.
We had a good time just hanging out and making small talk,
but when he told me he needed to leave to get to his next meeting, he reached
into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. In his wallet was a small scrap
of paper with his name and his phone number on it. He paused for a moment, and
hung his head in shame, and proceeded to say, “Ryan I’ve really enjoyed hanging
out with you… I know that I’m probably too old for you, but if you ever wanted
to meet up again, here’s my number.” Clearly, he was longing for companionship.
I started laughing because, at this point, he had no idea
that I wasn't gay. Henry thought I was laughing at him, and so he started to
apologize. But I explained, “No, Henry, you don’t understand. It’s ok… I’m not
even gay!” He looked confused. So I continued, “I’m not gay, but I enjoy
learning about LGBT issues and meeting people in the community. So even though
I’m not gay we can still hang out – no romance required!”
To make a long story short, Henry and I have had dinner
together a few times since, and have been able to talk extensively about God,
the gospel, and the biblical standards for human sexuality. As of now, he wants
nothing to do with Christianity, but I have a place in his life and he is
hearing the gospel.
awesome testimony, Ryan. Keep it up! Lord Jesus, touch Henry!
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