Whenever I pay a visit to my hometown, it always takes me a few days to recover. Usually it’s because I see so many people who mean so much to me, and I miss enjoying their company on a more regular basis.
Sometimes it’s because I’ve attended some type of religious service at an extremely conservative church.
Last week was one of the latter. I’m not going to criticize the preacher because it’s not my church and I don’t have to go there ever.
Suffice it to say I have NEVER heard the word fornication used during the sermon of the funeral service of an 88 year old lady. Or the phrase ‘ill gotten gains’. To the best of my knowledge, this wonderful lady had never participated in either.
However, I do understand there’s a school of thought that when a preacher has an opportunity to share some hell-fire and brimstone with people who don’t normally go for that stuff, he feels compelled to take advantage of that opportunity. Even during the memorial service of a dearly loved lady.
Here’s my question: what would the church have young men and women do who have grown up in the church and then in their late teens or early twenties they figure out they’re homos?
The options I’ve heard of are:
1. Pray the gay away. Repairative therapy has been widely discredited. Even Exodus International now admits that their process doesn’t work. Which leads to . . .
2. Morph into a ‘love the sinner, hate the sin’ type mentality where the homosexuality is acknowledged, but the individual is expected to live a life of solitude and celibacy.
3. Send the person to worship at some other church where the members are all going to hell for promoting homosexuality, with the hopes that the Holy Spirit will somehow reach them and turn them from their wicked ways.
4. Insist they move away and everyone back home live in denial. Maybe pretend the roommate is there only to share expenses.
I guess the reason this has been on my mind so much is because I’m an example of someone who tried to ‘pray-the-gay-away’ with dismal results. And when I finally acknowledged the man I am, rather than living in the shadows in shame; life became even better than I thought it could be. And I tend to share that in a pretty big way.
And everyone there knows that.
So I’d like to offer an option #5: When you learn a child of the congregation turns out to be a homo, think of the life Brad and Ricky share and do what you can to guide them to that end. And do your best to leave managing Heaven’s Guest list to a higher power.
Today’s Gay Agenda: Be thankful these denominations that do so much damage to young men and women are on the decline.