Maybe its because God has a sense of humor?

Never in a million years did I think I'd end up in an Episcopal church. Growing up Roman Catholic all I ever heard were "horror stories" about TEC... They let women say Mass, they like gay people, they're protestant...and the list goes on, and on, and on. It horrified me.  So when I first stepped foot in Grace and Holy Trinity Cathedral a year ago I swear I could hear God laugh, not only was I inside an Episcopal church, I was there for Mass...and there was a women presiding. I was very, very  uncomfortable.

At that point in my life I was really struggling with my faith, I hadn't been to church in about six months. I felt lost and angry. torn between two worlds; I could be a "good Christian" take up my cross, deny myself, and become a monk, or I could choose to be gay, I could fall in love and leave God, and the church out of the picture. There was no in between for me, I refused to be a hypocrite any longer, so I stopped going to church, but in doing so I felt empty, like something was missing. It was lent, and I felt like I had to try something, so I went to daily Mass at the Episcopal Cathedral downtown, and as uncomfortable as it made me I kept going back, I could see God at work there and I wanted to give Him the chance to work on me too...So here I am a year worth of weekday Masses later and I finally went to a Sunday Mass at a parish downtown and I instantly fell in love, It was the first Mass of a newly ordained (gay) priest, the liturgy was amazing, the church was beautiful and the few people I spoke with were very sweet...so maybe its because God has a sense of humor but I may have found my new home in the Episcopal church ...I guess time will tell


Going back and reading this I can tell I need some sleep...sorry for the rambling