I know, I know, another blog post by some nobody about the Chick-Fil-A debacle.
But, I feel compelled, because this is my little corner of the interwebs, and this is an issue that I feel passionately about. And, no, I'm not talking about waffle fries and banana pudding milkshakes that now taste a little like oppression.
I'm talking about why we, as Christians, have let the "issue" of homosexuality take such a stronghold, why it is the thing that will rally thousands into action for campaigns and boycotts and anti-boycotts and heated word battles all over the internet, while all around us the widows, the orphans, and those in prison go ignored and unloved. I literally cannot wrap my mind around it.
I'm talking about why a large number of Christians are making this an "us" versus "them" situation, when shocker, there are loads of gay Christians out there. That makes it an "us" versus "us" situation, and if we are to be about the business of unity and building community we cannot afford to turn on one another like that. Our numbers are already dwindling, in case you've missed it.
I'm talking about all of this because I come from a "traditional" family. And I am in the process of creating a "traditional" family. But I think we need to firmly define what that word "traditional" means. Jesus calls us to love our God and each other. He calls us to love. To me, that defines a "traditional" family. To fill it up to the brim with love, and squeeze in some mercy, compassion, and forgiveness. The family we're building here in our house doesn't always meet that definition of tradition, but it is something I hope we're striving for. And while we do that, it means we cannot contain that love within the walls of our house. Because Jesus calls us to love our God and each other. Not the trite mushy love, but the dirty gritty sometimes I can't stand you but I'm not giving up on you kind of love.
And I think that truly loving others means not actively working to deny them the ability to build a home based on love, or the ability to face financial, medical, and every other nuanced personal decision this crazy short life brings our way together with the person that they most love and trust. It means welcoming everyone to the table. In our homes and in God's house. Without constantly constantly pointing out that you "love them, but hate their lifestyle / sexual act / choice". Because honestly, if every time my name came up in a Christian circle it was prefaced by, "Oh, Alison, love her, but hate that she curses / lies / lusts / (the list could really keep going, it's embarrassing)" I'm not sure I would have been able to stick it out this long.
I'm going to be clear, here, and state that I do not think that being gay is a sin. Don't think the act is a sin either. I say this with complete peace in my heart, with a stance that I feel is based in scripture. And yet, sometimes I feel crazy for thinking this way. Because apparently I am really in the minority. And that makes me feel really lonely sometimes. So, I'm talking about it here, in hopes that maybe I won't feel so lonely. Or maybe someone else won't either. Or that we can at least work together to build a "traditional" family EVEN if we disagree. Seriously, come on over, the freezer's full!