What am I supposed to think of this he Supreme
Court ruling enabling gay couples to solemnize their unions? How should I react
to this as a Christian? And why is this issue different from other
institutionally sponsored activities that I find contrary to my faith? Judging
from the responses and discussions that filled up my Facebook page many people
feel very strongly, one way or the other, about this issue. My status as a
believer informs and shapes all my societal transactions. So how do I
assimilate this new facet of my life?
Despite my embrace, perhaps acceptance
would be a better word, of God’s great gift of salvation, I remain a sinner. Oh
I clean up fairly well. Ask anyone who knew me in the dark years of ’79 - ’81 and
they probably will remember a very different young man. Over the passing years
God scuffed off a lot of rough edges, making me more presentable. Now, most
people would say I’m a decent citizen. But they do not see inside me, the dark
corners where the battle for my heart and soul still rages. On the rare occasion
that I get to sing, “Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing,” the following stanza
brings tears to my eyes every time.
“O to grace how
great a debtor
daily I'm
constrained to be!
Let thy
goodness, like a fetter,
bind my
wandering heart to thee.
Prone to
wander, Lord, I feel it,
prone to leave
the God I love;
here's my
heart, O take and seal it,
seal it for thy
courts above.”
I know, theologically speaking, God does
not see me this way. I know that His grip on me is relentless and His hand is
not slack. I know that many think of the final sentence as a “bad confession.”
But, as someone who’s failed miserably, I know the terrible weakness of my
flesh. I must totally lean upon and depend on His strong right arm and gracious
outpouring of love to see me through. So when I start thinking about those who
participate in the GLBT lifestyle, I always remember that we are fellow sinners
in need of God’s tender mercy.
My sins, current failings, pass the
societal litmus test for “good guy.” For the most part, the battles they
generate remain on the inside. Of course, my waistline is on the outside; but
thanks to advice from my doctor and support from my lovely wife, there is less
of the waste-line (you figure out the pun) on the outside for others to see. I
remember growing up when divorce was the big bugga-boo. In the name of
doctrinal and spiritual purity we ostracized anyone who endured that particular
trial, disregarding the pain and suffering we generated. So many men, women, and
children endured needless hurt at the hands of believers. Finally a few brave
souls reached out, bringing God’s love to the wounded and hurting. Today, we
exhibit a bit more graciousness to those whose lives have been touched by that exacting
human failing. You see, sin is sneaky and pernicious. Satan likes nothing so
much as to get me comfortable in my pew. From the comfort of my well-padded
seat in the air-conditioned auditorium it is easy to throw stones. It is much
hard to heave a rock while on my knees in abject brokenness. Physical and
spiritual physics make it much harder. Yes, the GLBT lifestyle is a sin that
displeases God. But so is my support of governmental policies that put the poor
at risk. Or my continued support of businesses that make extraordinary profits through
abusive work-place practices. Or perhaps, my second or third lingering glance
at the shapely young woman in summer shorts. Or even closer to my heart and soul,
my inability to forgive someone who recently defamed me through gossip; we make
nice noises at each other on those rare moments when we meet. But deep in my
heart, I’m hurt and angry, stoking the fires of resentment. As a sinner I stand
next to the flamer, the murderer, the drug or pornography addict. I must
remember that the stairway to heaven is not built out of the rotten wood of my
good deeds. Any response to the recent ruling by the Supreme Court must include
my understanding that I too stand in desperate need of God’s grace.
When establishing our nation, the founding
fathers sought to create a society which provided people the freedom to choose.
We departed from the, then common, European societal model which sought to more
closely circumscribe personal affairs, such as religious belief. The founding
fathers took a great leap forward when they allowed citizens to make their own
decisions regarding faith. We enjoy the freedom of practicing and publicly professing
our faith. Those who choose otherwise enjoy the freedom to not practice faith.
That’s the challenge of freedom of religion, we can practice or not. In Joshua
24:15, Joshua issues the challenge, “…choose this day…” In fact, God originated
freedom of choice. He allowed Adam and Eve the option, choose well or choose
poorly. We show a steadfast proclivity for choosing poorly. As citizens of a
pluralistic nation we must learn to navigate contrary opinions with grace and patience;
both traits God employs lavishly when dealing with us. If we intend to maintain
an effective witness in our country, we must learn how to disagree without
being offensive. Given the history of the religious wars of the Europe, bloody
conflicts which swept across the continent for decades, I believe a pluralistic
society with all its attendant challenges is much better. Should you desire a
more recent example, consider the horrors inflicted upon the Middle East in the
name of religion. If God can be comfortable with giving people choice perhaps
we need to assume a similar viewpoint. We need to be sure about our role in the
larger sweep of the human drama.
We frequently assume the role of convicter
/ judge, actively seeking out platforms to tell people that they are sinners. I
regularly read postings and blogs in which the author rants to an unseen
audience about their depravity. Watch almost any newscast and sooner or later
you’ll see someone waving a placard decrying or supporting the issue at hand. I
frequently cringe when I see someone spouting hatred toward another group all
the while claiming to serve the “Prince of Peace.” We forget the passage in
John 16 where Jesus succinctly lays out some of the roles of the Holy Spirit;
one of which is to convict the world concerning sin. Evidently one of the key
roles of the Holy Spirit is to convict or reveal sin to the world. I do not
claim to fully understand this; however, I do notice that Jesus did not lay
that particular burden on me. God takes care of that particular bit of
business.
I get to share the good news; God loves us
and took care of our sin problem. Perhaps if I spent more time loving my fellow
man, meeting their needs, and binding up their wounds they would be more
receptive to the gospel. Of course it is easier to work up some self-righteousness
and rant about the world going to hell in a handbasket, as if that has changed
since the fall. Instead of pointing out the obvious, we struggle with sin; we
should spend more time and energy loving those God places in our path. After
all, God loved us first and continues to do so, despite our abject failure. Perhaps
that’s the real Christian response to this, or any, cultural problem.
We live in a broken and fallen world. We
should never expect our culture, which is made up of many who reject God out of
hand and a great many Christians who endeavor to keep God at arm’s length, to
live in a fashion which glorifies God. Those of us who live in the U.S. ought
to spend more time and energy thanking God that we live in a country which allows
and in some ways encourages (can anyone say tax-breaks for charitable
contributions) religious activities. Yes, it makes me sad when I see people
living in ways that make it harder for them to see God. But, I feel no
surprise. Instead I need to look for ways to reach out to the community in
which I live and move, showing God’s love to them in the ways I interact with
and treat them. Loving the unlovable, that’s truly hard work. But Jesus paved
the way, showing me how to love even the unlovable. After all, He loved Judas
all the way into the garden, and beyond.
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