How God moved in the hearts of a lesbian couple at the same time

By Michael Ashcraft —

Patti Height turned to her lesbian lover in bed: “Babe, do you ever think the way we’re living is wrong?” Her eyes widened. “I can’t believe you just asked me that; I was just going to ask you the same question,” she responded.

They went to church three times and decided to accept Christ. “We walked in as lovers and left as sisters in Christ never to be with each other in any way shape or form,” says Patti, who now heads Out of Egypt Ministries.

Patti Height always told her mom she should have been a boy. She enjoyed being mistaken for being a boy. She hung out with the boys of her street and played ball with them. She beat up boys. (She had been sexually abused.)

As she got older, she was relegated to girls’ sports, which she found boring. “Women aren’t good athletes,” she thought. “Playing with women killed me.”

The answer was to play against older girls, who were more competitive. She enjoyed playing with the big girls.

But there was a downside. The big girls introduced her to drinking and drugs.

“My parents found me passed out drunk behind my home at 12 years old,” she recounts in a Becket Cook interview.

She carried drug use with her through the years. To get drugs at parties, she exchanged sex.

As she became an adult, Patti embraced her same-sex attraction and became a “butch,” in terminology from the 70s and 80s.

“I presented myself in the masculine all my clothes were from the men’s department,” she says. “I wore men’s cologne, men’s undergarments, men’s outer garments. That’s when I felt safe; I felt safe for the first time in my life because now I had my armor on. To me that armor, that masculine persona meant that I was in control. I was the man, and nobody was ever going to hurt me again.”

She became a flight attendant with Continental Airlines. She was living the glamorous life: traveling the world, partying, hooking up and playing sports.

She got recruited for the New York Sharks, a female tackle football team, where she excelled.

Then her brother, who was dying from cancer, got saved. Patti thought he would condemn her like the Christians who heckled at Gay Pride parades. But he didn’t. He just shared with her his joy. He died blissfully.

It impacted Patti. But she wasn’t ready to become a Christian herself.

Then Sept. 11 terror attacks occurred. Patti and her lover were flight attendants out of Newark, New Jersey, so they were terrified.

Celebrating her birthday two days later at the local lesbian bar, Patti felt they should pray.

So, over her last Miller Lite and Jägermeister, she belted out, “God Bless America.”

“God was in the song and I thought maybe that’s how I could lift my prayer to him was through that song,” she explains.

God was on the move in both her and her lover’s hearts. The uncertainty about their lifestyle came upon them mysteriously, at the same time.

When Patti popped the question “Is the way we’re living wrong?” her lover was worried about the same thing.

They attended church together. It was nothing like what they expected. The worship was dynamic, as was the preaching. After three services, Patti decided to go up at the altar call and receive Jesus. To her surprise, her lover did too.

When they got home, they were excited.

Patti moved into the guest bedroom. They read their Bibles. They were no longer lovers, they were sisters in Christ.

After years of attending, God put it on Patti’s heart to lead a ministry to help the same sex attracted. It’s called Out of Egypt Ministries.

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About this writer: Michael Ashcraft pastors a church in the San Fernando Valley of Los Angeles.