My first Lesbian relationship began in Church

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I am revisiting my last post on dating by request.  The easiest way of meeting other lesbians besides online dating is through secret parties held throughout the year. 
There are private clubs and groups that host singles meet and greet all with the purpose of making a love connection.  
There are also meet and greets for recreational purposes like last Sunday's hike. There are boat rides, river limes, bus rides and game night which are all organized through online venues. Most events are designed for match making; once you are apart you will know when and where these events are.
 I once attended a tea party in the Queens Park Savannah where we played games and socialized. There is a secret world that once you are not a part of you will never know exist.

In my last post I mentioned one of my friends meet her girlfriend at church. Tischelle (not her real name) share her experience with me.

Is it unorthodox to engage in same sex relationship at church? She asked me.

I think it doesn’t really matter; there are homosexuals in churches, temples, mosques. Happiness isn’t about gender, it’s about the person you fall in love with not the physical genetic structure.

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Tischelle’s story

I had the same dream every little girl had growing up; I wanted a handsome husband and three kids, two boys and a girl. I identified as heterosexual and didn’t even believe two women can have an intimate relationship until Amy changed that.

She was a girl at church; we were in dance ministry together.  She would usually help me with my steps so her putting her arms around me or holding my hands to me was innocent. At church we sat together, we had an unexplainable energy I just thought it was because we spent so much time together dancing.  Amy paid the most attention to me her gazes lasted a little longer; there was an extra closeness between us. At the end of service when the congregation usually hugged, her hugs lasted a second or two longer it always made my pores rise. I had no explanation for my feelings.

I lost my virginity when I was fourteen years old, I loved men and I loved sex so whatever I was feeling for this young woman was indescribable.

Church camp changed everything, it changed the way I saw Amy, and it changed my views on life, on sexuality and how I saw myself. 

Church camp starts Carnival Friday evening and ends Carnival Tuesday.

It was Carnival Sunday night and we had just finish doing a skit I can’t even remember what it was about, we retired to our sleeping bag Amy’s was next to mine. We stayed awake talking, well kind of whispering trying not to disturb the others sleeping nearby so I told her come into my bag.  Amy hesitated and kept whispering I asked her again to come and lay beside me; she eased inside my sleeping bag that time. And for some reason we lost conversation, she said nothing, I said nothing yet we were wide awake.

She told me to hug her and I did, she said kiss her and I did. When she touched me I felt a sincerity I never experienced with any man. I felt a depth no one had ever taken me before. I loved the feeling she gave me.

Being sexually intimate with Amy felt good. There was this oneness a type of completeness that was hard to fathom. See here we were being shield from worldly things and it was already here within us.  Our dancing became more personal, there was this eagerness to be with her. I ended the relationship with my boyfriend because all I wanted was Amy.

We were so engulfed with each other, I would say we were reckless with our feelings because as far as I remembered she never said we were a “secret” and we did not realized our “strange” behaviour was being surveillance.

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One of the church members brought the attention of our relationship to Amy’s family.  There was not a big fall out because our families were ashamed.
Amy was baptized (I was already baptized) to be born again without the sin of homosexuality. Then sent away for spiritual healing. We tried to keep in contact but the calls stop coming.  
I was torn apart because I loved her. 

Our relationship was categorized as being built by evil force that was searching for souls dominate. 

Truth is, the tendencies, all I had felt for Amy had to be there way before we acted on our emotions.

As I started meeting other women and flowing into the direction of my own self-understanding I can safely say sexuality is not conventional and love should be spontaneous. I met my first girlfriend at church, isn’t that ironic?

No, it’s not ironic because you never know who you are going to meet and where you are going to meet them.