Our own time is the greatest spiritual gift we can given anyone: not money, not expensive gifts, but it is giving up our time for someone else without looking for anything in return.

Of all the jobs and career positions I have ever worked as a gay man,  working at a hospital emergency room placed me closest to my God.

My Toupee or hairpiece disappearance would eventually rid me of vanity along my spiritual journey.

A policeman would learn a great deal from my mother one night and I would learn more about my addiction as my spiritual journey soldiered on.

My mother would become quite the detective in finding some of my hidden secrets of my seasoning my gay spiritual journey into the real world.