I love you for how you are, my son. Letter of a father to the gay son

Testimony of Juan Carlos Lizana published on the pastoral website for the sexual diversity of Santiago (Chile) on October 5, 2017, freely translated by Chiara Benelli

Today I sit in front of a notebook and write these words. It is not to my gay son who writes a letter, I am writing to my son who is a gift from God, a wonderful, intelligent and courageous creature, who one day three years ago discovered he wants to be happy and put an end to the suffering of that silence that was imposed on him by society. One day you told us and your brothers that you don't feel attracted to the girls, and that your love was heading elsewhere.

Initially it was not easy, my son, and you know it well. After crying, wandered at night in silence, look at the sky and screamed against God, I understood that he entrusts us with the life of our children so that we take care of them, we love them and prepare them for life to do them, one day , fly alone. There is no different in divine creation. He makes no mistakes, the wickedness lies in the hearts of men; We are all his children, loved and created in his image and likeness.

And it is not to its physical appearance that reference is made, but to its immense ability to love. We human beings are this; You are this, my son, a wonderful divine creation, and your mother and I are, together with him, your concretors.

I love you for how you are, a wonderful son, without "gay" or "straight" definitions. You are a beloved creature, who in turn wants to love freely, like me, like your mother, like your brothers, how everyone is right. Make mistakes and get up.

I don't think there is a need for forum of discussions or various campaigns to show that you and your brothers are all our children, because there is no difference between you. It is human stupidity that is not able to see the love of God made life.

My son, you are the minor among your brothers, this is the only difference between you, there is nothing else! I want you to realize all the things that life offers you.

One day the man will come to understand the streets of God. He all wants us the same as the other.
My son, never look back, it just goes on; The route is outlined with the steps we leave on the earth. In the past I went this way. Today it's up to you.

He who loves you more than his own life.

Original text: Card of a father to su hijo gay