The Old Tin Shed

Todays post was inspired by Sharon at Jeweling the Elephant . She recently made a post called Everyday - Grace is Gone.    In it she talks about the comfort others have in their faith and how she envy's that. I to have issues with faith, in my younger days I was a strong believer in God and his church, I believed in the teachings and how to apply it to your daily life.  But things changed.  I changed.  It all started when I was about 16.  My close friends father committed suicide.  I thought or assumed that the local church and its leaders would be there for the family.  They weren't. They abandoned my friend and his family when they needed him the most. I remember thinking at the time, that I needed to pray for the church leaders so they could see the error in their ways, but sadly that prayer was left unanswered.  I however maintained my faith confident that God would look after me and my family, even with dads cancer I thanked God that...

If you don't like in depth observations then please don't read this post.  This post is about a lost generation of young men, who are now approaching 40, who have spent their life in silence. What am I on about ?  There are two parts to this blog post, 1 about boys who became men and were same sex attracted and 2 boys who became men carrying a too often deadly illness. I am from both groups, I have an in depth view of what it is like to be in both situations, and I have met online and real life men in both groups.  Below are my observations of those people and my own terrible experiences. The first group, is probably the one that is most unseen.  I grew up in a rural community where adherence to the christian faith and the churches teachings were paramount.  Jokes about gay men were derogatory and often were used to guide someones decision making process.  I went to a catholic secondary school and was active in my community, I had a large group of fri...