The Courage to Be Me

Today’s post is from guest blogger Jason Steidl, a Postdoctoral Fellow in the Department of Theology at Fordham University and a member of the ministry team for Out at St. Paul, the LGBTQ ministry of St. Paul the Apostle Church in Manhattan.

I first attended a Courage meeting when I was 24 years old and a student in the Master of Theological Studies program at the University of Notre Dame. I heard about the organization from a therapist who belonged to the National Association for Research & Therapy of Homosexuality, a now-discredited group that promotes conversion therapy. After sharing my sexual history with him, he diagnosed me with “same-sex attraction” and prescribed Courage as part of my treatment. There, he suggested, I could find like-minded Catholics to support me in the struggle against my sexuality.

Jason Steidl

I grew up in a conservative evangelical home in small-town Ohio. We took prohibitions against sex outside of heterosexual marriage as seriously as the green bean casseroles we carried to potlucks. Purity culture was a convenient excuse not to date women my age. I never exactly knew what purity was, but I hated myself when I lost it.

I first noticed my attraction to men in my early teens. Abstinence allowed me to postpone questions about my sexuality until college. I attended Georgetown University where I was active in College Republicans, sang in the choir at a local Baptist Church, was a leader in campus ministry, and majored in theology. Catholic tradition promised answers for all of the questions I had about faith. I fell in love with the liturgy, the Real Presence, and even the saints. At my confirmation in 2009, I professed belief in “all that the holy Catholic Church believes, teaches, and proclaims to be revealed by God.”

Catholic teaching repeated what I had come to believe as a teenager: my sexuality was dangerous. The catechism said my desire for sexual intimacy with another man was “intrinsically disordered.” As a convert, I believed the stakes were much higher than before. Genital activity with another man, or even myself, became a mortal sin that separated me from God and could send me to Hell. At my first confession, I told the priest that I had hooked up with three men and looked at gay pornography. He told me I was probably a sex addict and should seek treatment. I thought shame from the experience would keep me from sinning ever again.

I arrived at Notre Dame determined to marry a woman and have a sizeable, contraception-free family. To my friends, I was a traditionalist who looked down on Catholics compromised by the world. I created a profile on to find a wife who shared my values. I also discerned about joining the priesthood. Neither path was realistic. God and I knew the pain that was eating me from the inside out. I acted on my desire for sexual intimacy with men. Chat rooms. Bathhouses. Even a short relationship with another student that ended after a couple of weeks. I blamed my Christian faith for my inability to sustain a healthy relationship. I was afraid of who I was. My life disintegrated because my faith seemed so incompatible with my sexuality.

In desperation I sought help from a Catholic psychologist and began to attend Courage meetings. The group was small, with maybe four or five members on a good day. The gatherings were structured like Alcoholics Anonymous with introductions, time for sharing, reading Courage literature, a commitment to “work the steps,” and prayer. I was relieved that there were a couple of other young people in the group. One, still in high school, came because of parental directive. Together, we examined our ongoing failures to live up to Church’s teaching.

Pseudo-psychology helped explain why our lives were broken. We talked about how we grew up too close to our mothers, had been sexually abused as children, or didn’t fit in with the other boys on the playground. It wasn’t always true, but we made the narratives fit our lives. The program pathologized our sexuality.

Meetings were at the local Catholic parish and led by the same heterosexual therapist who introduced me to the group. He shared plenty of platitudes, but nothing that helped. Depression was rife in the group, and there was little hope that life would ever get better. The god I met at Courage was capricious and created me for a lifetime of suffering. My sexuality was my theodicy, a cross to bear with the promise of redemption in the life to come.

Attending these meetings widened the chasm between my faith and my sexuality even more. Repeating Hail Marys, echoing tropes from Courage’s outdated psychology, and spending time with others who suffered as much I did from mental health issues did little to bring healing and integration.

Mercifully, time intervened and I graduated from Notre Dame. I returned to Ohio, where I lived a double life as a rule-following Catholic theologian by day and a transgressive gay man by night. My soul was rent in two.

The following year I moved to New York City to begin my PhD in theology. I was determined to find healing and integration. The theology department at Fordham University was full of LGBTQ colleagues, mentors, and friends. They did not tell me I was disordered when I came out to them. My academic community challenged me to consider whether my prior beliefs helped me flourish as the sexual person God created me to be. They did not, so I began to choose LGBTQ-affirming theologies of life.

Recognizing the historical failures of Catholic theology was an important first step. I read how, for example, Church teaching had once supported colonialism and slavery. So, at least on those issues, Church teaching had been wrong. I learned about popes who condemned democracy and cast aspersions on the freedom of religion. The hierarchy messed up. I read the documents of Vatican II. Theologies that we take for granted today were anathema just a couple of generations ago. I came to appreciate how the Church, embedded in history, can change. The Holy Spirit guides believers in every age and ongoing discernment allows the Church to change. Was it possible that Church teaching was wrong about LGBTQ sexuality and gender?

I surrounded myself with affirming Catholic communities. My parishes—first at St. Francis of Assisi and later at St. Paul the Apostle, both in Manhattan—showed me Jesus’ love and embraced my whole person. In queer Catholic circles I saw the gifts that LGBTQ believers bring to the Church. Empathy. Creativity. Loyalty. Humor. I recognized the systematic homophobia and transphobia that had hurt myself and so many others. I understood the self-loathing spiritual pathologies of Church leaders who repress their own sexualities and condemn loving same-sex relationships. In these matters, they do not represent Jesus Christ or reflect the God of Christian revelation. “For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind” (2 Timothy 1:7).

In New York City, I heard stories from survivors of the AIDS epidemic. Partners stayed together until the very end. There was nothing disordered about their love, which came from God. After years of searching, I finally fell in love with another man myself. The relationship was difficult, but good. I learned what it means to offer myself as gift to another person. I became less selfish and grew more confident into the sexual man God created me to be. Our relationship bore fruit in holiness and opened us up in service to others. Sexual intimacy with my partner reinforced and reflected God’s work in my life.

Integrating my faith and sexuality has been an ongoing project. I thank God for the community that sustains me in faith. We belong to a generation that embraces our God-given sexual desire as a gift to the world and to the Church. We are not ashamed of who we are, either as LGBTQ people created in God’s image or as active members in the body of faith. Our presence in the Church reflects generations of struggle, and we remain for those yet to come. God is moving in our day, and our lives are a sign of that work.

–Jason Steidl, Fordham University, September 16, 2018

15 replies
  1. Hayden Smith
    Hayden Smith says:

    We done in discussing your sexuality. I have realised that who I am is a ‘Gift from God’. I’ve been confirmed who I am by an ‘Apparition,’ by the ‘Gift of Healing’ and experiencing the ‘Love Of God’. The God of Love, Loves you ‘As You Are’.

  2. Friends
    Friends says:

    Thanks for your phenomenal inspiration, uplift and encouragement, Jason! And it doesn’t surprise me that much of your inner developmental work was done through the auspices of Jesuit teachers and environments, reflected most notably in the work of Fr. Jim Martin, and (to some extent) in the writings of Pope Francis, our premier Jesuit pope. The now-screeching fire alarm of the Church’s child sexual abuse scandal charts the work that still need to be attended, on an urgent basis. I’ve said it before, and I’ll see it again: if women were ordained in the Catholic priesthood — as they are already ordained in our sibling Anglican and Episcopal denominations — they would never have allowed these horrible atrocities to transpire. They would have intervened as soon as they observed the crimes against innocent children that were being committed by rogue male priests.

  3. Paula Mattras
    Paula Mattras says:

    What a beautiful and moving tribute to the veracity of being. No frills – simply truth manifesting itself. We cannot have peace in our lifetime without facing our own truth with confidence that God, in His infinite wisdom, knows what He is doing when He directs His creations. To Him be the glory.

  4. Max Price
    Max Price says:

    Thank you Jason for opening a window into your soul so simply that the spirit shines through. As a monk, priest, chaplain, now a therapist, I’ve shared many journeys ( and made my own ) for more than 50 years. It’s always good, and a relief, when someone makes it all the way home to finding their true selves, able to love and be loved in the fullness of their own being as a chosen child of god who is love. As a pastor I’ve always been concerned that young people entering the Church would get stuck in the sacristy or, worse, the office of some quack therapist as the perceived cost of entry. You made it! You were found!

  5. Loretta
    Loretta says:

    Jason, please consider sending your story to every US bishop and Francis. Your story is so well expressed and your genuine struggle and authentic faith are palpable. Thank you.

  6. Richard G Evans
    Richard G Evans says:

    It took me a lot longer to get there, having been a married evangelical minister through the Assemblies of God for 12 years and married to a woman during that time, but always had recognizable, at least to me, attraction to men since age 11 or before. At age 49 I returned to the Church of my beginnings, which was Roman Catholic, and made the same commitments as you during my confirmation in 2006 at age 50. I have written articles read by thousands and featured in my local Archdiocesan in 2015 as well as Public Discourse, an arm of the Heritage Foundation, twice. All to say that, at age 62, I realized that I was more right that wrong during my previous 15 years of LGBTQ activism and only last year had the same courage as you to leave the Courage organization for precisely the reasons you list. All to say be “encouraged,” your voice and even my ever-older one too, are crucial in what should be an ever growing tradition of faith and spirituality during this crucial time. You have my respect and total support. Not that you need it. But it is there nevertheless. God bless.

    • Richard G Evans
      Richard G Evans says:

      UPDATE–I have returned to Roman Catholicism fully, and though I have battled with this issue as described above, I truly believe that the Catholic position is correct. I would never, ever condemn a person who sees it differently, as I get the struggle very much so, but I do believe that the ideal path for those of us with SSA is celibacy. Thanks and God bless.

  7. John Hilgeman
    John Hilgeman says:

    Jason, thanks for sharing your story. Though the details for many of us may be different, we share so many common elements. This is something that is unique to those of us who are LGBTQ – the coming out story. I have never heard a straight person tell a story of coming out. But every LGBTQ person I have ever met has their own coming out story. For some it is full of acceptance, for others, it is a tragic story. But for a person to reach full health, they need to come out in some fashion or another. And each story is wondrous.

  8. Steve
    Steve says:

    Thanks for sharing your story. I grew up in a Catholic family and faithfully followed church teachings until I was in my early 50s. But loneliness and a deep longing to have someone in my life led
    me to come out and finally come to terms with my sexuality. I now live with my partner and am content. Wish I had made the journey so much earlier but times were very different then. Congratulations on completing what had to have been a gut-wrenching journey and thanks again for sharing your story

  9. Katie Riney
    Katie Riney says:

    Wow, Jason! Your post/blog really resonated with me! I wonder if I am around your age. Totally agree with Loretta’s suggestion to send this story to others. I think Cardinal Blase Cupich and Pope Francis would be good ones

  10. Deborah Hilbourn
    Deborah Hilbourn says:

    As a straight woman I can’t begin to imagine the struggles you must have dealt with through the years – I am a huge supporter of LGBTQ persons in the church and pray that one day one of my best friends and his husband can have their marriage recognized in the one true Church that my friend so dearly loves. I like to begrudgingly say I am “ still” Catholic because I pray one day that we can make change where we are instead of creating more chasms. May God bless you and keep you Jason!

  11. Hayden Smith
    Hayden Smith says:

    Well done in discussing your sexuality. I have realised that who I am is a ‘Gift from God’. I’ve been confirmed who I am by an ‘Apparition,’ by the ‘Gift of Healing’ and experiencing the ‘Love Of God’. The God of Love, Loves you ‘As You Are’.

  12. Art Dodson
    Art Dodson says:

    What a beautifully written reflection on Jason’s struggle to reconcile his Catholic Faith with his God-given sexuality. This has been my struggle also. It is difficult to accept that the Faith you love rejects you. For a while I became bitter and hostile to the Church and God. I wanted to be an atheist. Then one day in Italy during a religious procession in honor of the Real Presence, Corpus Christi, the priest in the city square blessed the crowd with the Blessed Sacrament and I bowed with everyone else, and for a few moments I felt enormous love and peace and the absolute conviction that God loved me just as I am. My doubts were blown away like grains of sand. I am now strongly Catholic living, as the hymn goes, “in the shadow of His wings.”


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