Even Dykes, Sissys ,and Fags
Yes, I am a Gay Christian Drag Queen and God still Loves me. God Love's us all despite what the "Christian Right " may say. This page is going to be all about God's Love for us and how I came to accept being a Christian Gay Drag Queen.
First, I will like you to know that GOD IS LOVE. God does not hate and he want's us to Love each other as he Love's us.
1 John 4:16 NIV
And so we know and rely on the love God has for us.
GOD IS LOVE.
Whoever lives in love lives in GOD, and GOD in him.
Next, I would like you to know that we are called to love GOD and each other.
Mathew 22:36-40 NIV
" Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the law?" Jesus replied: " ' Love the Lord your GOD with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.' This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: ' Love your neighbor as yourself.
All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments."
So you see once again GOD is all about Love. He wants us to Love HIM and to Love each other. He didn't say who to Love and who not to love. HE said to love your neighbor as yourself. Who are your neighbors you might ask? They are all who you pass. They are the Faggots, the Queers and the transgender. They are all of the so called outcasts and misfits of the world. They are you and me and everyone in between.
Finally I would like you to know How much GOD Loves You :
John 3:16 NIV
" For GOD so loved the world that he gaved his one and only Son,
that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life. "
My Story
Before I begin I would like to say that this section will have a lot of anger and hurt in it cause by some of the so called Christians that teaches hate. I am not writing this to turn you a way from God. I am writing this because it was a part of my life that was hard for me to deal with and it made me who I am today. With this section I am hoping to show these Christian Fundamentalist what they are doing to us . They are teaching Hate in God's name and that is not what a Christian is all about. It's all about LOVE.
First , I will like to tell you about my early church life. When I was a child my mother was Baptist and my father was Penticostal. So we went to the Baptist church. Until my father's mother got mad because he was going to a Baptist church. So we stop going to church when I was about seven or eight. So when I got older I and started puberty I started looking for my own belief system. I started studing every religion that I could. I had a Bible. But I also had a Buddah next to it. I also had African masks, voodo charms, tarot cards, Books on spiritulism, magic, and pagan rituals. I was falling closer to being wiccan than anything else. Until I was 16 and I fell in Love with this cute christian boy (Scott). But he didn't know I liked him. This is a whole different story so I will move on.
Scott was the one who made me look at Christianity more and more. It all started one day at Cival Air Patrol camp. When I pulled out my Tarot cards to read. I asked him to either shuffle the cards while thanking of a question or lay his hand on the deck thinking of the question. Well he wouldn't do it. He wouldn't even touch the cards. So he started telling me about his God and I told him about my beliefs.
I guess before I move on I need to tell you about Scott more and how he was there for me. Scott was the first person who truley accepted me for who I am. He didn't know I was gay. He just accepted me for who I was. I was from a father who was a drunk and would have these violent rages of anger. My Mother was handicap with CP and was mentally ill with depression. Every time my father started drinking and going through one of his rages and threaten to leave and move back to Kentucky my mother would take a whole bottle of sleeping pills and try to kill herself. So my mother would end up in the psyco ward and me and my brother was left home with a drunk. As you see this was really hard for me. I was angry at my father for who he was and I was angry at my mother because she couldn't protect us. I was also angry at me for being gay. I felt as if I had no one and no one loved me.
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