There’s a number of reasons I write this, and one of them is to put a real-world face on what it looks like to be a middle aged gay guy. Another is to let parents who are about my age and just learning their kid is gay that their kid can have a really great life.
Another is to counteract all the caricatures my brothers publicly portray, and the media jumps on.
You know the ones: 300 pound guys in Dolly Parton wigs; muscle guys in leather; dancing queens and so forth These guys are all real, but they don’t represent every one of us.
Not even close.
Lately, Christianity is taking a bashing. A group of extremists seem to have high-jacked the faith and are sending the message that to be a Christian means to be a mouth-foaming zealot. Being a Christian means standing with a clipboard with a list of sins with little boxes by them that they tsk-tsk and check off as they observe the world around them.
The Southern Poverty Law Center has actually named a few Christian organizations as hate groups. A group like the SPLC who exists fighting for tolerance and acceptance would not designate anyone a hate group if there wasn’t some pretty bad stuff going on.
My question: why are the normal Christians letting this happen? Does anyone besides guys like me call them up and tell them to knock it off?
A fellow blogger made the remark that people only get worked up about stuff that’s really personal to them. I think she’s right.
Why are normal Christians standing for this? Isn’t their faith really all that important?
Today’s Gay Agenda: Get ready for the backlash.