Cruising the M4W when you really want M4M

A nice guy that I came in contact with from my blog and I have had some great conversations on Google chat, and he told me about one of his tactics to find guys to have fun with.  I haven't tried it, but he cruises the M4W section of Craigslist and sends a nice message to them.

Very nice, like, "How's the luck with the ladies?  Male/30 could take care of you.  Good luck." 

He says he has a 20% success rate or so.   Hmmmmm, I might try.  I love meeting other married guys like he does. 

What! You're Pregnant? And How?

Sunday, the pastor spoke about Mary.  Who she was, and asked us to imagine what it was like for her.  She was expected to do many things she didn't want to do, but she accepted them.  She had to go to her engaged, Joseph.  The one that was arranged for her and tell him, "Hey I'm pregnant.  It isn't yours, but marry me anyway."  She had to tell her parents, "Hey I'm pregnant, I'm not married yet, accept me."  The small town she lived in had to be talking, and not to her, but about her. 



I started to relate to the Christ Child story.  I know it was so strange to look at my story, a story that some would say is devilish and full of adultery and sex, and wonder how can that  relate to the virgin birth.  You might even call me crazy.  But I related to it. 



I wondered what I am being asked to do.  Mary denied herself of a lot, she followed what the Lord had told her to do.  I don't know that the Lord is telling me to do anything, and I have never had an angel like Gabriel come down and sit next to me and tell me what is going to happen and what I should do.  Maybe it would be easier if he would.  But what I am seeing right now in my life, is going forward.  Do what I have been doing.  Live My life as a gay man in a straight man's wold.  It has worked all my life to now.

Most bloggers I read here have come out.  They are ready, that is why they write.  I'm just stuck... It is easy for me.  My wife told me several days ago, "I'm in this for the long haul."  I didn't tell her I was too, but I answered with affirmative silence.  Maybe it is my wife that is more like Mary. 

Once his mini sermon was finished our choir sang the Magnificat by Giovanni Battista Pergolesi. It gave me goose bumps. I really felt it. Maybe because it was so personal. The struggles and sacrifice that one small girl made to so many people. I hope that my struggles and sacrifice, although small compared to hers, will make a difference to so many people as well.



Peace in Christmas.