Let us start with the basics: My name is Raine, I'm 22, and I live in the wettest province of Canada, British Columbia.
I am a Christian. I am not the sort of Christian that will wham you over the head with a Bible and tell you what you've done wrong in your life because honestly, I hate when people do that to me or to anyone else. Jesus came and loved people and told us to do the same. I'm merely trying my best to keep his commandments.
I believe in tolerance. I'm a firm believer in loving others, not hating them, and to homosexuals especially. There is nothing that makes me more angry than protesters that picket against gay marriage, and ministers and so-called "Godly folk" who stand and yell about how gays are going to hell. What the heck is WRONG with people? It makes me mad, and also makes the Christian church look bad. I'm tired of it. I'll side with the gays over the church any day, and I'm really, really ashamed that I have to say that about the Church. Not to sound big headed, but I'm almost certain that Jesus would walk over to that side and stand with me. He preaches tolerance and love, not hate. Hate doesn't get us anywhere. Put down your signs, shut your mouths, and hug someone. They're no different from you.
A few facts about me. I'm a gamer: I like Zelda, Final Fantasy, Kingdom Hearts and the like; love anime and manga. I spend too much money on manga and posters, and it's only wrong because I don't have any room left on my walls or in my bookcases. I'm also crazy about books. Ted Dekker and CS Lewis are among my absolute favorites, and the Narnia series recaptures my heart on a regular basis.
As for the stories, review yourself crazy. Flames are welcomed, but seldom taken seriously, so...go wild. Any reviews are good reviews.
Blessings.
Raine
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love
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