I don’t have LGBT voodoo dolls that I stick pins in when I’ve got down time. I don’t YouTube search LGBT interviews and yell at the computer screen while I watch them. I don’t pray every night for the (sarcastic phrase coming up) wretched souls of the extra-sinful homosexuals.
To be honest, I don’t think about it – like hardly ever. The only time I do think about the gay community is when the issue is front page news or when I see a Facebook post from someone I grew up with who came out of the closet. When confronted with this lifestyle that the God I believe in qualifies as sin, I don’t scoff and scrunch my face up and feel all angry inside.
To be a Christian is to breathe in and soak up the greatness of God. Not to fixate and obsess about the sins of sinners. To be a Christian is to be aware of your own sinfulness and need for a Savior. If you’ve got an appropriate grasp on that, you don’t look at gay people or alcoholics or gossipers or adulterors with disdain; you look at them as people with struggles just like you who either have accepted God’s forgiveness and chosen to follow Him or haven’t.
I don’t often write about LGBT news. I do when I feel something needs to be said, but it’s not my go-to topic choice. The reason being, I don’t want to feed into the perception that Christians are obsessed with condemning homosexuality. We’re not.
What we are is concerned about the future of religious liberty in light of the LGBT’s mission for that word that they’ve made theirs – equality.
One girl I grew up with, who now has a life partner, posted this video recently.
The speaker in the video described the “seething” anger she felt when 4-year-old children would ask if she’s a boy or girl. I gritted my teeth as I watched her speech, hoping she wasn’t about to tell the crowd how she snapped at some kid. Luckily, she handled the situation with grace and was kind to the little girl, despite feeling angry and misunderstood.
Her challenge to the audience was to be real and authentic and to come out of the closet – no matter what your closet might be – telling your spouce you were unfaithful, telling your family you lost your job, sharing that you have terminal cancer at a family dinner, etc. She said that “closets” are simply hard conversations.
I’ve got to say, I agree with her challenge to be authentic and real with people – and to have the hard conversations that are burdening you.
What this speaker talked about struck a chord with me and although she wasn’t speaking to Christians, I think Christians could benefit from what she had to say.
Christians Have a Closet to Come Out Of
Christians – we are the ones who are avoiding open, loving, but hard conversations with people living lifestyles we don’t agree with. We are the ones who are so quick to secretly put judgement on people, when we aren’t called or qualified to be judges. We are the ones who put on our inauthentic “perfect Christian masks” when we’re out in the world – trying to make people think we have it together.
We are closeted judges – and the world sees right through us.
Christians who put up these appearances and make being anti-sin their identity aren’t living abundant life. Christians are supposed to be the salt and light of the earth. We’re supposed to be known for our love and grace and compassion – our Christ-likeness. Jesus was a friend to sinners. So, if we believe that gay people are sinners, we should be loving them! We should be compassionate!
If we treated people we disagreed with in a way that was loving and respectful, how much more receptive do you think they would be to our concerns about mixing sexuality and government?
I’m a political conservative and I’m a Christian. I don’t support LGBT progress in the Supreme Court because I don’t want the government dictating what I am supposed to believe in, or what I’m supposed to teach my child.
That doesn’t make me an enemy to people who disagree with Biblical morality. That just makes me…a Bible-believer.
Christians – we need to stop wagging fingers and get on our knees instead. We need to be people in love with God who lavishly love others. We need to have hard conversations and be authentic about our own brokenness with people – even people we don’t agree with. The whole high-and-mighty thing has got to go.
One of my closest friends has been Facebook messaging with an old middle school friend who came out of the closet. Because he knew she was a Christian and because he knew she loved him, he questioned her belief system, and she felt free to tell Him what God says about His lifestyle and why she believes it. She read me some of their messages and they were so beautiful because each message was so loving. Their opinions were east and west, but their frankness had love behind it. On both sides.
That’s the answer to the riddle. Frankness with love behind it. If we can manage that, then maybe when we talk, someone will listen.