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“You gave me this, and I have no idea what to do with it.”
They claim to know what you want. They say I’m turning away from you if I fall in love with a girl. Is it true?”
“Please,” she’d beg him. “Please tell me.” Maybe he still wouldn’t give her an answer, and she’d tell him this was all bullshit. Surely he should know why he made her the way she is. Surely he should know why her heart beats the way it does. If he knows every hair on her head, why can he not recognize the truth of her heart?
She looks at the stars and wonders why God made them so good, so brilliant, but made her so wrong and broken.
“I want you to know I’m proud of you. Keep going, okay? Don’t lose faith.”
“No, Hannah, I did,” her dad says, breathing heavily, his voice shaking. “Hate like that—when it’s disguised as love, or righteousness or pity—I’m not going to subject you to hate like that. I’m not going to let that happen, honey.”
“God knew exactly what He was doing when He created you, Hannah.” Hannah sobs into her mom’s shoulder, and her dad presses his arms around her again, and as she draws in great, gulping breaths, she wishes desperately that she held the same conviction.
I think humanity, at the moment—I think we’re trapping ourselves in the story of Adam and Eve. That we’re getting too caught up in the specifics and forgetting the larger meaning of the story.”
“one of the reasons I find you so amazing is that you’ve always seemed to know who you are. So if you’re now learning more about who that is, then how can I be anything but happy for you?”
You’re—no one told me about you. When I was growing up, it was always, ‘One day, when you meet a nice boy,’ or, ‘When you have a husband….’ No one ever told me that it might be different. That it would be okay to be different. So I just—I had this deep sense of shame about myself. About the way that I felt.”
I wish someone had told me that it might be you. I wish someone had said, ‘One day, your heart will feel a lot bigger than it was before, and that’s when you know.’
