A/N: This is NOT a personal letter. I am a Wiccan, you see. This is just a letter expressing my views on homosexuality, but from a Christian girl's point of view and how she might think.


Dear God,

I talked to a fellow Christian today about homosexuality. They said all homosexuals go to Hell. Is this true?

God, I think I'm a homosexual. I have never had feelings for men. I think of a romance with a man … and it disgust me. It would be like kissing my mother or father - wrong to me. And then I think a woman … the perfect woman - she has dark hair and rosy soft cheeks. Her name is Selina. I smile whenever I think of her, and suddenly I see rainbows and butterflies everywhere. Are you sending me to Hell for that?

Why? People say it's wrong, but to me, it feels right. It feels just as natural as loving you does, God. I have tried to change as well - honestly, I have. I tried to look at men and see them in a romantic way, and to stop seeing women as potential partners. I tried to forget Selina. But I couldn't. It felt so false. I was trying to be someone I wasn't, and I cried myself to sleep at night.

God, I love you very much, but I love Selina too. She is sweet, and kind, and caring, and everything I have wished and dreamed for. Are you going to send me to perish in Hell just for loving her? I don't understand what I have done wrong.

Today, I felt as if my world had collapsed. Because if you truly hate homosexuality, I cannot be a Christian anymore. You will lose me. I cannot change my sexuality, just as I cannot change the colour of my eyes. Please don't force me to be someone I'm not. Please.

When I was small, I thought that everyone would go to Heaven, except for really evil people like rapists and murderers. I never thought people who just happen to love someone of the same gender would burn as well. I thought you loved us, regardless of colour, or gender, or sexuality. Was I wrong? Will I go to Hell too?

When you love someone, you love everything about them, not just little bits here and there. Selina has this awful jealousy complex and she can be so rude sometimes. But I have come to love those little flaws, because they make her who she is. And God, if you truly love me, you love my homosexuality as well - because without it, I wouldn't be the same person.

God, I am confused. I am feeling alone and scared. Please, this is my darkest hour.

Lucy.