Shooting the messenger is an old tradition, and that is part of our job description.
For many years I tried to conform to the heterosexual norm that seemed to be the only acceptable way of being in my world. The loneliness and despair I often felt were a burden I feared I might never be free of.
To my family, there was nothing more evil, more beyond the power of God’s love, than being gay. As my dad would write in the PCC chat rooms, gay was a choice you made after rejecting God and abandoning yourself to hedonistic lust.
“This is about more than sex. This is about: What is God? What is God’s character? What is sin? It affects our doctrine of God. It affects our doctrine of sin. It affects our doctrine of scripture.”
This issue goes to the deepest, most personal question we can ask ourselves as Christian believers: Do I trust God to know wherein the good of my life is to be found, or shall I insist on self-definition?
Some people are simply not created heterosexual. Through no volitional choice of their own, they are born gay, lesbian, bisexual or transgender. I believe God loves them just as much as God loves any other person.
If there’s one theme that seems to have emerged from reflecting on today’s topic, it’s this idea of surprise: as soon as when we think we have a handle on the divine, God pushes the boundaries we set and surprises us with something new.