personal area of his life. We seemed so different. How could a happily married pastor help a man struggling with homosexuality? Aren’t we supposed to be enemies? Aren’t we told that my theology of sexuality is “toxic” to him, and that his lifestyle is destructive to everything I believe in? So I asked him, “Would you be willing to help me help you?” He said, “Yes.” So, we began meeting for coffee or talking in my office. I asked him a lot of questions. He risked so much and shared many of his fears, joys,