How a gay atheist teenager discovered Jesus and stopped living undercover.
Greg Johnson| May 20, 2019 – Christianity Today
Bill, I’m gay.”
The word vomited out of my mouth. I had never actually said it before. Not out loud, at least. We were in a mostly empty chapel on the grounds of the University of Virginia, and a dozen or more Campus Crusaders were gathering up on the stage to pray. Bill looked up at the stage, then back down at me.
He nodded toward the door. His tone was hushed. “How about we step outside and talk,” he said. “Someplace more private.”
I imagined that everyone had heard me say what I’d said. I glanced up as others quickly averted their gaze. “I don’t care, Bill,” I told him. “I have to get this out. I’ve never told anyone.”