My teens and twenties were about hiding – hiding to survive, hiding to fit in, hiding to stay in church. As a gay man trying to make sense of sexuality and faith, especially when it seemed that God was not answering my prayers and pleas, I spent years faking it and hoping things would just change. However, I had to come to a point of willingness to grieve and lament over the pain of my childhood and the struggles of my adult life. Only in coming to that place did my faith journey truly flourish. In the face of the fear of releasing the fake and accepting the truth of yourself in Christ, lament and turn to a God that can deliver you… he has delivered me, not from my sexuality, but from a life of being just fine and to a life of flourishing.