Watch this short Connor Franta testimony video to help understand what it is like to deal with this issue.
Make note of where the sexual attraction came from.
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Christians tend to treat LGBTQ as if it is a singular thing. It's not. It's a very complex subject that the church has, for the most part, swept under the rug. Those who have stepped up to be inclusive have taken the heat for it. And there is even a broad spectrum of how inclusion can play out...
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I watched both videos from beginning to end and, I have to be honest, they screen like very polite, but completely emotionally reasoned, self-congratulatory, Greek tragedies.
This poor kid seems to portray that he's never had any opposition to what he feels or believes in his entire life—except from his own conscience, which he seems to have successfully squelched.
He's had a wonderful wall built about him to protect him from any felt need of repentance, and I'm afraid he's headed for a horrific crash-and-burn as he ventures out from West Hollywood (in the abstract sense, of course). I know that this is how God works.
I hope someone cares enough for him to pick up the pieces and love him back to health. I know Someone who would be interested.
Perhaps I'm misunderstanding the intent of the thread title but I don't see a single thing that points to a definitive and defensible source of same sex attraction unless you mean the human heart/mind, which the Bible says is deceitfully wicked, unknowable, sick, faint, must be kept with all diligence, must be tested by God, even replaced, and is the source of false prophecies, out of which proceeds evil thoughts, murders, adulteries, fornications, thefts, false witness, and blasphemies. I'm not making this up or taking it out of context, either, at least, as far as I know. And it didn't take much work to make this list.
This is pretty harsh, I know but, to my mind, I don't know how to get around it.
I try to avoid watching these "I," "I," "I," "me," "me," "me"-fests, but when someone posts them (
alas, even my own bosom buddy), once in a while I have to call 'em like I see 'em.

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