Gay and Believer

As I have said in the introduction I'm Catholic and participate in a catholic group and go to church every Sunday.
But I am also gay. And church say that it is not true; that I'm just confused by devil.
I really belive in God and really want to kind of obey (and say kind because everything he asks for is the best for us) but I cannot deny that I really feel I'm gay like something quite real.
I usually totally forget about it because it doesn't change much of my life being gay or not. It does not changes almost at all who I am. Or how I interact with others, even with God.
So I got myself invited to a conference or something (I may tell you the name later) about restoration of relationship and sexualities through God.
I went really sceptic about all that thing of becoming straight (like what? Do I leave this place speaking with bass voice and feeling like wanting to fuck every hot woman ass that crosses my way?).
But it was not at all what I've thought.
They talk about chastity, fidelity (there were a lot of matrimonies rather than gays), wounds, angers, sexuality, identity, church; don't know, a lot of different things I was not much sure how were related with stop being gay. Because the center of all those little talks was not about how wrong is being gay and how to change it, but about being healed by God. Having all our wounds healed, maybe including one that makes us gay. But not because it's wrong to be gay, simply because God doesn't wants us hurt and wounded. He wants us healed and healthy. And there was such a precence of God and his love flooding in there that I could just let him do; I offered myself fully to him (because that's basically all I can do when he loves me that way) and offered all my life, including all my virtues my wounds and the way I live my sexuality (not thinking that it is wrong or something, just giving it just how it is) too.
So after the encounter, I was still feeling like
gay (I new cause I saw one guy when exciting and thought: omg he's hot), and I was still me. But I felt different, lighter, happier, filled, healed; loved. And it was God. And I loved him back so much that I will do everything he asks me to and offer him my every single piece of what I am. Because he loves me and wants the best for me. And I belong completely to him.
I highly recommend (you, reader) to give it a chance. Maybe not that one if you can't find it (by the way it's "dessert stream, living Waters"). But to give God a chance. Meeting God is always good. And he's not to mark out faults. He just wants us to let him love us.
So I don't know exactly where all my life is going to end. But I am sure of one thing; it will be wherever He wants.