I relate to God and people as a true man, with strength and boldness. God, in fact, has taken this quiet, gay boy and made him as bold as a lion!

One night I heard him whisper that my husband was waiting, and for the first time in my life, I felt a desire for marriage to a man. I prayed the most honest prayer I had ever prayed that night, and God answered. Change was possible!

My favorite part about being a redeemed man is that I don't have to fit into the stereotypical boxed-in version of American masculinity.

I became part of a family—something foreign, yet beautiful that transformed me over time. Love transformed me.

I cried out, asking for forgiveness and a silencing of tormenting dreams. This is the moment things started to drastically change. I awoke to the reality that I’m female, always have been and always will be, a woman designed to love a man.

Eventually, I found myself wanting to change. I was in a relationship with a woman and made a vow to God that, if the relationship didn’t work out, I would leave lesbianism. I was unfulfilled and I knew that only God could fill that void.

My life was pure hell. Though I knew that I was supposed to die to my flesh, I never could reconcile my faith with that of the gay lifestyle. In every relationship I had, God was a problem.