I can't really pinpoint the moment when I knew I was gay because it was such a gradual unveiling due to constant repression.

Part of that comes from the scandals the media love to feed on like a carcass any time one emerges. But another is because we leave so many with a bitter taste in their mouths with our recruitment (read: evangelism) techniques.

Today I identify as a gay evangelical Christian, and I have a unique understanding and perspective from both sides of an issue that has become the cultural flashpoint of our generation.

Let me start by saying "Love Song for a Savior" on Jars of Clay's Flood album helped me survive the darkest moments of 8th grade.