Emails don’t resonate any more deeply than this one:
When I first started reading your blog I was immediately touched by your open struggle to find a welcoming home within the Catholic church. For years now I have been in a faith journey and now points to my becoming a Catholic. My mind still reels at this possibility, but my heart and soul confirm the inexplicable rightness of it. By sharing your own struggles, by loving a church that often has not loved you back, you have helped me understand what a living faith requires of us if we are to live with any integrity. The Church needs us, our hopes, our doubts, our willingness to ask hard questions and not run away, to not give in to the oh-so-easy stupefaction of modernity’s worse preoccupations.
I add that one of my mentors in this journey is a gay, African American Catholic, who, like you, decided to stay within the Church and stand his ground as best he can. I still have a ways to go, but I vow that on the day of my baptism I will bear witness to the world that gay Catholics were significant shepherds who helped bring me home, at long last, after so many years of wandering.
The Dish 