Why Loving Homosexuals Means Letting Them Marry: A Christian Perspective

Originally published by THE GOOD MEN PROJECT on April 15, 2013 –

Why Loving Homosexuals Means Letting Them Marry: A Christian Perspective
by C.S. Humble

 We’ve forgotten love.

And I am so sorry for it.

I’m pained so deeply by these Christian statements on the social, spiritual, and ethical implications of allowing same-sex couples the right to be married in the eyes of the United States government. We, and I say we, because I am a part of the Church of Jesus Christ, who through his life, death, and resurrection has defeated the powers of death and destruction for the sake of all mankind in order that we might have life. I am a part of the communal body of believers who swear in their life that they believe that Christ died, was buried, and then was risen from the dead by the deep and universal power of God.

Because I am part of that body I feel compelled to speak out – compelled to rebuke that which is hate and cradle that which is the truth found only in the grace and power of Christ Jesus our Lord.

I read the statements of bigotry and discrimination put out against our homosexual brothers and sisters, and I just want to apologize. I just want to hide away and not have to keep telling them that I don’t hate them. God doesn’t hate them, but rather that he loves them more immeasurably than they can ever know. A love that surpasses the ultimate final knowledge mankind can ever attain; a love rooted in an unimaginable light; a love so powerful that it shakes the very foundations of reality and puts to rest the powers of death.

We worship a Messiah who began a kingdom in a death tomb, where he sits upon a mercy seat, and decreed a line in the sand when the religious princes of the day wanted to stone the unclean. In the eyes of the law, rather how they saw the law, thought it best to put a hooker to death – to smash her brains in with stones because she was an abomination in the law scrolls of their ancestors. They were wrong. The Law is not the measure of our faith; it is not the full immutable truth. We ourselves are no longer bound to the stones of the Hebrews, we are no longer fettered to blood sacrifice, holy wars, and oppression of women and children.

The pharisees were wrong to call for a stoning.

And the Church is wrong to refuse homosexuals the right to marry.

How can we attest to love gay and lesbian creations of God when we purport to them that they shouldn’t be afforded the same rights that we as heterosexuals enjoy.

We are called to love above all things, love in spite of hatred, persecution, religious belief, and even under penalty of death. We are called to stare into the face of our persecutors and shoulder the yoke of love with every fiber of our being.

Love endures persecution, but also rebukes it. Love hopes for all true and glorious things. Love never fails.

Love surrenders.

It surrenders itself unto death. Submits itself to all others. Makes itself a servant to both the oppressed and the oppressors.

Love never fails because it is sufficient unto itself. Love never fails because true love dispenses with selfishness, in the way that perfect humility does away with modesty. Love never fails because true love does not see gender, race, or class, rather it only sees the immaculate creation of God in its pure and glorious light.

True love, the love Christians are called into, never seeks to condemn or oppress, but delights in submitting.

“Love God with all your heart, soul, mind and strength, and love your neighbor as yourself. The law and the prophets are summed in this.”

To love our neighbors is to provide them every single right that we entertain as heterosexuals. There is no other course!

This isn’t an issue about Grace, it is an issue that is chiefly rooted in justice. It is unjust to segregate a section of God’s creation because we cannot grasp how they could love someone of the same gender. It is a social crucifixion! Where instead of Christ on the cross, we choose to nail equality to the dogwood and let it suffocate and die, and then cheer when it has taken its final breath. We’ll say : “WE WON, WE WON, THE HOMOSEXUALS DON’T HAVE THE RIGHT TO MARRY! MARRIAGE IS OURS! JOY BE TO GOD, WE KEPT WHAT WAS OURS!” Instead of sharing that which we know to be the deepest commitment we can make to another human. We want to refuse marriage to homosexuals not because they are different, but because we know it proves they are equal with heterosexuals. And if they are equal with heterosexuals, we’ll be afraid to ask, “What if being gay isn’t a sin”, and “If being gay isn’t a sin, what does that say about my entire paradigm of what I think about sin and what it means to love unconditionally.”

We aren’t worried about what allowing gays to marry will mean for them, we’re afraid of what it will do to us. Because it will force us to ask questions.

Instead we’ll do murder. Sacrifice it to our vanity and religious zealotry, because we refused to love when our calling was to forever love without question or reservation.

 We will one day look back and see the historical record of Christian masses standing opposite an oppressed minority, screaming like the pharisees who collected stones, espousing puritanical dogma, and serving a political agenda that stems from a root planted in a garden of selfishness. It will be a time that we’ll tell our children we chose to serve ourselves and not Christ. And we were wrong to do so.

April 15, 2013

A Union Reclaimed

A Union Reclaimed

Are we not still brothers and sisters of an American nation? Have our wounds with one another become so grievous that they are beyond mending? Can it be said that the American experiment is over because the people of this nation have forgotten our defining attribute of cohesion; the backbone to which all this republic has been hoisted upon- compromise? Compromise that fettered together thirteen colonies, by which all the amendments to the Constitution have been passed, and for which we are, all of us, indebted to the mothers and fathers of this nation to which has shown that a model of liberty can stand.

It is our fate now, to shoulder the financial burden for those who are unable to shoulder it for themselves. To care for the laborer who hath borne the toil and for her children, and her spouse, to do all which may attain and cherish a lasting reaffirmation of a nation built upon the people, among ourselves and our elected governors. With Malice toward none, and Charity for all; with a firmness in Justice, as we are able to be Just.

Is it not true that labor is higher than capital? It must be so. Yet for so long, the American public has become enamored with the profit, rather than the toil which permits it. We inscribe a notion of trust in the divine nature of things on our currency, and yet we refuse to affirm the divine in the labor, toil, and effort that have built up a national wealth dwarfing the sums of all previous empires stacked high upon one another. We have become so enthralled with the notion of becoming wealthy that we have become poor in spirit. And because we enjoy vastly more than any who have come before, we are unwilling to bend to our own discomfort for the sake those who have less than we. And because we have lost the grit for sacrifice, we find ourselves pitted against one another, saying, “I will not be moved.”

We are a nation built upon the promise of a maintained compromise. For as those thirteen colonies, all with their own sacrifices, became one independent nation, so should we, three-hundred million Americans, put aside ancient or fresh monikers and nomenclatures, so that we as a people, and not as parties, shall survive as a united house. Rather than battle one another, we should make peace by uniting again in the acceptance of our past inclemency. For the brother to say to his sister, “I was wrong. Forgive me,” and for the father to say to his son, “I have lead you astray from the road of justice; this tolerant way is the path we shall go.” Then, and only then, in submission to one another, bound up as a singular hope, can the Republic be made whole.

In a nation comprised of multiple faiths, creeds, and philosophies, will it be said that all of their American practitioners could scarcely find the shining hope in these trying times? Will it be written that the depth of our resolve proved shallow when our duty of informed and involved self-governance came to bear upon us? We are a nation divided and suffering, weary from war-making, and laboring under distrust almost incalculable. We have been wronged by one another, by our governing officials both past and present, and if guilt is true north, thenthe compass points to us, the People.

We the people.

For it is not enough for the People to declare power. They must, if they so wish to be free, wield it unflinchingly. Rather than be overwhelmed by the machinery of the Democratic process, let us return to it as engineers, laborers, machinists, and custodians, replacing the corroded wheels, cleaning the rusted cogs, and repairing that which makes capable our own self-governing. If we refuse our duty now, there will one day come an accounting where we will be asked by our children and their children, ‘Why did you do nothing when things began to loll and pitch in the storm?’ Will we answer the bondsman’s call with the impudence of spoiled and entitled children? Or will we bind ourselves together in the singular hope that this enterprise, rooted in liberty, shall forever manifest itself as a place where there are no masters or slaves and that it shall remain as such for all who call it home.