The following was originally written one year ago today. Thus, for those more familiar with my family, some timeline details may feel out of place. But for various reasons and after much prayer, I felt it needed to wait until now. Other than some updated stats, I left the writings primarily intact in order to reveal my honest thoughts at the time. They still reflect my views today.
As I write this I stare across the room at our rainbow-colored Christmas tree, still adorning our home until the beginning of the new year.
It is actually somewhat subtle with the lights on, but if you look closely, there amidst the branches are seven different colors of ornaments displayed in order (red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet), mirroring the beauty of that natural wonder we see in the sky when sunlight reflects through droplets of rain.
As millions of families across the world recently filled their living rooms with their own artistic masterpieces of evergreens covered in ornaments, lights and tinsel, I cannot claim credit for this particular rendition. The artists in this case are two of my four children (who have actually now grown to be young adults).
As the rainbow in the past several years has come to symbolize certain things, it’s possible that some may find its juxtaposition against a symbol for a Christian celebration to be quite offensive (especially those in the conservative Evangelical tradition of which I am a part).
I find it quite beautiful.
Before I explain my kids’ aesthetic choice or my reception, I want to share with you two true stories – both seemingly unrelated to the topic at hand but important to the discussion. Continue reading
Sorry to dump this on you. Perhaps you may even feel this is a waste of time.
The subject has become a bit draining after all and is sometimes defecalt to discuss. Yet I feel like I can stall on this topic no more and that it’s my absolute duty to bring it up…
…because many people feel like our nation is going down the toilet. The divisiveness over the issue at the very least runs deep.
Butt if you don’t chuckle just a little bit at the thought of it, I think urine denial about just how plumb silly the whole things sounds.
One of our biggest national conversations right now is…over where we should pee and poop. Continue reading
(Part 3 of 3 of God, the church and LGBT)
In my first post on LGBT I explained how God favors those who are LGBT. God’s favor is never lost and never has to be earned; he simply likes you – always has and always will. The church has sadly failed to express that. In my second post, I explored the question of whether same-sex marriage is sin, saying how it (along with any similar questions related to LGBT and sin) is nearly impossible to answer; for in that one question is actually 1000 other deeper questions being asked. To try and answer it in a short soundbite without first listening to others is often costly as it ends up hurting people along the way. With that said, I’m actually going to attempt now to answer the question – or on a broader scale the question of whether being LGBT (or other similar variations) is sin. Continue reading
(Part 2 of 3 of God, the Church, and LGBT)
Music blared several decibels from her bedroom to grab my attention. Upon arriving at my 15 year old daughter’s room I saw the collection of homemade construction paper posters plastered all over the outside of her door.
With words in crayon and colored pencil scribbled over pictures of rainbows and picket signs, the message was meant to be clear.
“Equal Rights!” they exclaimed.
“Bi-sexual and proud!”
But the most offensive:
“My dad hates gays!” and “My dad hates me because I’m bi.”
(Part 1 of 3 of God, the Church, and LGBT)
In my last post titled “God Really Likes You, But You Suck: The Confusing Message of Grace” I shared about the subject of God’s favor. If you have not read it already I strongly encourage you to do so before reading on. It will make a lot more sense related to the theology behind what I am about to say and potentially answer a lot of your questions.
In summary of it: we have confused our understanding of grace, which is often defined as God’s “unmerited favor” toward us. It is not that one must do something wrong first, thus unmeriting themselves, before undeserved favor is offered; instead, it is favor freely given that never had to be merited in the first place. Continue reading