How Christ saved a homosexual porn actor
When the Lord threw me over his shoulder, carried my lifeless body from the pit of sin and desperation, that I had so stupidly and willfully dropped myself, I hated the mud and dirt, and all those still wallowing in it, which had once been my only home. I spit at and cursed at the political leaders and activists I had previously cherished; I swore to never return to the gay Sodom and Gomorrah of San Francisco ; and I wished death upon my fellow porn actors – for they had all deceived and abused me. In my mind, I had been rather taintless and completely victimized. Slowly and patently, the Lord filled my soul with a true heart of love for these people: because, as I began to realize why I had made the choices I did – I came to understand that they were no different; they too had been led to the slaughter – on the bloodied altar of ignorant pride and satanic perversion. The hate was only making me prideful, thinking that God saved me because – somehow, I was special...