Woodrow has kindly sent some readers here, and I'd like to return the favour by pointing my own audience to the fine talk he gave to seminarians and priests at the "Realities of Same Sex Attraction" conference in Michigan. He explains what the Courage Apostolate is and what it is not, and he describes well the discouragement he had felt when a previous support group had told him he needed to become heterosexual, which wasn't happening.
Like Woodrow, I found it a great relief and comfort to hear the Church's teachings on homosexuality, that all of us are beloved and called to chastity and capable of growing in holiness regardless of the sexual desires we may experience. Once, that is, my heart was ready to receive these teachings, for in my years of greatest rebellion the truth stung no matter how gently it was expressed.
My title for this post is meant with tongue in cheek, but it's so important, when we're struggling to live a life faithful to the gospel, that we have people around us to encourage us, to serve as Paul to our Timothy. As a corrosive brew of relativism washes over us in wave after wave, the gold does not dissolve, the rock does not crumble.
When many of the people we deal with from day to day can't be counted upon to share what ought to be commonsensical notions of right and wrong, it's valuable beyond measure to know not only that the truth is out there somewhere but that in affirming that truth and trying to live up to it we have company in heaven and on earth. So I thank God for Courage and for fellow pilgrims such as Woodrow and Frank and CourageMan and especially David, the trailblazer among us Courage bloggers.