During his sermon yesterday morning, our new pastor told of how he recently encountered another local pastor who expressed his dismay over our church’s acceptance of homosexuals. After asking if he was pastoring the “happy” church, this other minister expressed his disapproval, and even said he had a couple of women in his congregation that he’d like to send our way. Our pastor assured him that we would be delighted to have them.
It’s ironic that our church is thought of as the Gay Church when there are only four gay people who regularly attend – Honey, myself, and a couple of lesbians. The fact that our denomination has an open door policy towards everyone shouldn’t result in the entire congregation being labeled as gay/queer/happy/etc.
As I sat listening to the rest of the sermon, I pondered how other members of the congregation have to suffer simply because I’m there. Not only are they willing to accept me into their midst, they do so knowing that they will be subjected to discrimination and homophobia from others in the religious community. I can’t even express how much that saddens me.
I’m not sure why I haven’t completely give up on Christianity by now. I guess I just keep hoping that a combination of time and education will bring a change of heart to a group of people who can sometimes seem so heartless.