“My son, he goes to a Christian university, and we just found out last night…he’s struggling with homosexuality. Can you help him?”
That’s a verbatim quote from a worried mother who contacted my counseling practice last fall. I get a handful of calls like this every year. I recall them vividly because, among other reasons, the parents are usually so sincere. It’s something that always sticks with me as one who gave his own parents much grief.
I didn’t end up seeing this woman’s son.