I was here a while ago looking for advice on being an advocate for LGBT rights at my church (old post is here, contains some awful ideas about sexuality). Anyway, I was super depressed and thought that I was basically doing nothing. I thought to myself that no one would ever listen or change.

Then my husband got this email from our LGBT-affirming pastor:

I think I talked to the person that she had her encounter with after the lecture....and here's a gentle reminder that people can change because of honest engagement and encounter with each other...this person walked away and began to research suicide rates and to dig into the experience of LGBTQ youth...and they're broken by it...and wrestling with that reality...and that's a place to grow from...

I know the change might not be permanent, I know that bias is hard to overcome, but I actually got through to him! I called him a murdered in a parking lot and I thought he wouldn't care, but he did! I'm ridiculously happy.

I know it's a small step, but he went far enough to discuss it with a pastor. It's something for me to hold on to.