I'd say, stand up for the burnouts during an Evangelism invasion with my sister in the outskirts of Kansas City, Missouri. I was visiting my sister at the "Intntl House of Prayer". My sister was in the Evangelism Intensive internship program with IHOP - I don't share her passion for religion... Two days in to my stay with her, I was invited alongside her group of 11 students and a few practiced Evangelists. This was done in the parking lot of a U2/ Bon Jovi cover band concert, which was free. So you can imagine every redneck, half-drunk, shirtless, toothless, farmer's tanned, ol' boy out there didn't wanna hear about Jesus' love....At first I'd say getting out of the Jesus van (like a airport shuttle, with doves etc on the side) was the bravest thing I've done. We were like sheep among wolves... (Just like sheep... I definitely felt like "baa"-ing many times throughout that weekend as I pretended to follow the flock) Many scary looks, I felt like every pickup truck had a shotgun with our names on it.
We broke up in to groups of three. Naturally I was with my sister, and one other man. At first I played along, I kept my mouth shut when they were preaching. I watched, and nodded my head.
Eventually we moved over to these three college kids, a few years older than I. One, a total burnout, one completely wasted, and one with enough sense left to put up a solid argument for the nonbelievers. We perched next to this trio for a few hours, almost the duration of the concert. This guy had stumped both my sister and her teacher consistently, it was like looking in a mirror. I had gone through the SAME conversation in the past, from his perspective. I had asked the SAme questions, and alos not gotten a straight answer that didn't involve "it's in my bible, I need no other proof."
It took every ounce of strength I had to STOP pretending to agree with everything that I had been surrounded with over the few days visit (not to mention, my life...) and to just sort of nod my head with him and say "He really does have a good point, I'm really thinking we should just go our separate ways and find an easier target for this sale." I knew it would bring the wrath of god upon me in the form of constant prayer over me for the next two days, and hope that I would come around, blah blah blah..... not to mention my sister being "worried" about my status with god.... I can only scratch the surface here.
I'm sure this wont even compare to coming out to her/my dad/ etc. But I felt a lot closer to being ready for that. I stopped pretending in one way.
Sorry for the long-winded, all over the place storytelling. It's late, I don't feel like proof-reading.