I'm a gay male living in orange county, ca, and I believe.

My parents sent me to a parochial school for elementary and high school. And while, yes, that has skewed me to fall on the believer side of things, I could have wound up as an atheist or agnostic like many of my close friends at that school.

I don't know why I believe and others don't. What the world feels like to me is the sunday comic pages...look up super close, and it's a jumble of different sized dots in colors in no logical order, but step way back, and it becomes a clear distinct picture. I think we're those dots, and I don't think those dots just appeared out of nowhere. (this explanation may have been used before, but it's totally the way I feel)

For me, I see it that the matters of your faith fall between you and God. Jesus was sent to be a model to us, to teach us, and to show us to love. I try my hardest to live by Jesus' model for us, and as long as I'm trying my best to live Jesus' life of love for others i know that i can be the best person I can be.

(as for my homosexuality, it rests well with my soul...I think my monogamous relationship that I'm in now is a much much better representation of love than how some of my friends act.)

And now I've admitted one thing I didnt ever expect to admit on reddit.