I've recently reconnected with a very dear friend on Facebook. Say what you want about Facebook, if you can't do anything else, you can find people with whom you've lost contact. You can reseal those broken bonds. My friend and I were troublemakers, although we didn't think so at the time. We had a knack for asking the hard questions and making people think for themselves. Consequently, the grown-ups were both furious and secretly proud of us at the same time. Our pastor hated to look out into the audience at Bible Study and see us sitting there. He knew that it was going to be a long night.
When she 'came out' as a lesbian, she drifted away from our home church; I had already left. I put 'came out' in quotes because I already knew; I was simply waiting for her to catch up. Suddenly, the strict ideals of a conservative church didn't fit into the life of a woman who had just discovered she was someone that was frowned upon.
You know what? I'm not doing her story any justice. I'll just let her tell you herself. Ladies and gentleman, my literal definition of best friend forever, Tawanna Sullivan.
Sufficient As I Am
by Tawanna Sullivan
Born and raised a Baptist, I was deeply involved with the church for the first nineteen years of my life. I spent an average of three days a week there: regular Sunday services, Wednesday night Bible Study, and youth/young adult activities on Saturday.