The room itself was bright, but all the brown eyes feasted upon me made me feel as though I was sitting in the coldest and darkest room. I sat in the middle of the freshly furnished room, the purple chair I sat in used to be soft but now it felt like hell. The youth group, filled with non-denominational teenagers, was supposed to be an open place free of judgement. This was the sole reason I walked into the brand new church with my uncle two years ago. However in this moment, it felt as though I was being judged more than I ever had.
The date was June 28th, 2015. The first Sunday after the United States had legalized gay marriage in all states.
When we walked into the church early that morning, it was the one thing fresh on everyone's mind. I swerved through all the adults, trying to find the staircase that would take me up to the youth sanctuary that I sat in every Wednesday and Sunday for the past two years. When I finally made it upstairs, my Pastor told me that we would be starting in 10 minutes. "I should of stopped and got a donut then." I sat down in the chair, one in the middle next to a friend I had known for years. We talked for the 10 minutes about her many relationship troubles. Soon the lights were flashing on and off so quickly that I prayed nobody in the room had epilepsy. …show more content…
Singing and dancing around, followed by a quick prayer. It took a turn when someone asked our young pastor, "How do you feel about what happened 2 days ago?" This caused my ears to perk up. I had no problem with the legalization of gay marriage. It made me happy that people could finally get married to the person they loved regardless of anything. I also had no problem with the concept of being in the LGBT+ community, as I was included in that
The date was June 28th, 2015. The first Sunday after the United States had legalized gay marriage in all states.
When we walked into the church early that morning, it was the one thing fresh on everyone's mind. I swerved through all the adults, trying to find the staircase that would take me up to the youth sanctuary that I sat in every Wednesday and Sunday for the past two years. When I finally made it upstairs, my Pastor told me that we would be starting in 10 minutes. "I should of stopped and got a donut then." I sat down in the chair, one in the middle next to a friend I had known for years. We talked for the 10 minutes about her many relationship troubles. Soon the lights were flashing on and off so quickly that I prayed nobody in the room had epilepsy. …show more content…
Singing and dancing around, followed by a quick prayer. It took a turn when someone asked our young pastor, "How do you feel about what happened 2 days ago?" This caused my ears to perk up. I had no problem with the legalization of gay marriage. It made me happy that people could finally get married to the person they loved regardless of anything. I also had no problem with the concept of being in the LGBT+ community, as I was included in that