God hates fags. At least, that’s what those ‘fine people’ at Westboro Baptist would have you believe.
But they’re wrong. 1
God loves fags… err… homosexuals. The gays. Those people who we’re not sure how to talk to or talk about because we’re afraid of saying something wrong. Lucky for you, I’m not really afraid to say much of anything.
Okay, all jesting aside, God loves homosexual people because they are people. He made them beautifully, and He wants to spend eternity with them.
Romans 5:8 says that “God showed his great love for us by sending Christ to die for us while we were still sinners.” That’s not just gay sinners. It’s not just murderers and rapists, child molesters, and blasphemers. Jesus loves all people so much that He purposed to die on a cruel cross just to prove it, and to make it possible for us to love Him back.
God’s mercy and grace is available to any and all sinners who would acknowledge their need for Him and repent, turn their life over to His Lordship, and basically just let Him be in charge.
Before I move on, I’ve got to clarify my stance. I can’t have all of my church friends stringing me up. Homosexuality is a sin, and God is not impressed. However, can I expect people who don’t believe that my God exists follows the tenets He laid out in His Bible? Better question: if a Muslim told you, oh Christian, how to live, what would you say? What if his command came straight from his Quran, and was black and white with his definition of truth? What if Sharia Law comes to America? Are you okay with that? The obvious answer is no.
Neither should those who have not yet come to know God be expected to live up to His standards. That’s just dumb.
I’m afraid that God’s grace and mercy is far thinner to those of us who claim to know better. I claim to have the Spirit of the Living God inside of me, just as all Christians do. Yet the statistics of sin, even sexual sin, in the church are startling, and yeah, disgusting.
The statistics for Christian men between 18-30 years old are particularly striking:
77% look at pornography at least monthly;
36% view pornography at least daily;
32% admit being addicted to pornography (and another 12% think they may be).
The statistics for middle-aged Christian men (ages 31-49) are no less disturbing:
77% looked at pornography while at work in the past 3 months;
64% view pornography at least monthly; and
18% admit being addicted to pornography (and another 8% think they may be).
Even married Christian men are falling prey to pornography and extra-marital sexual affairs at alarming rates:
55% look at pornography at least monthly; and
35% had an extra-marital sexual affair while married. 2
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. Sinners ought to be expected to sin. It’s natural. Before Jesus came and cleaned me up, I had a sin nature, and quite a filthy lifestyle. But He gave me a new nature. Old things have passed away, and all things are made new. I’ve been given the precious gift of His righteousness, and have right standing with God because of what He did.
Unfortunately, like so many others, I reject His blessed nature. I spit in His face to indulge in my own willful sin. I choose it. Sin doesn’t sneak up on me. I yield myself to it. I don’t forget that I’m not coarse joking isn’t fit for me. I willfully tell jokes that I shouldn’t, knowing full well that God hates it. I don’t accidentally search for porn on the internet. I know exactly what I’m doing. There are no accidents, just decisions made without discipline, resulting in shame and guilt.
What a waste! Why don’t I live like I ought to?
But (and I’m going out on a limb here) it’s not fun to talk about my own sin. It’s embarrassing, and it’s shameful, and it’s not okay. However, talking about other people is a breeze. I can see everything that I need to make a judgment and call them all sorts of things. I can place blame on homosexuals, because most think that their sin is worse than mine. I can point out drug abusers, adulterers, and all sorts of other people who have black hearts, probably secretly hoping that their darkness makes my darkness look less dark.
The problem with my darkness is that it shouldn’t be there. As was reportedly called out by the Moravians who sold themselves into slavery to minister to a colony of slaves: “May the Lamb that was slain receive the reward of His suffering!” 3 Unless it isn’t clear, that reward is you, it’s me, and everyone. He purchased us. Who are we to withhold ourselves from Him? But we must yield. Jesus doesn’t want to steal you away from your life. He wants you to willingly and purposefully give yourself to Him. Our salvation is an act of worship, which brings God more glory than we can imagine.
Outlawing sin won’t do it. People can’t be forced to reject their sin. They must willingly lay it at the feet of Jesus, and until they do, He is not Lord of their life, and you could convincingly argue that they are not His children, whether that sin be homosexuality, pornography, hatred, bitterness, unforgiveness, or pride.
Jesus loves you, and not because you’re awesome. He loves you because He is awesome.
Christians, I dare you to start acting like it. Then, just maybe, we can stop arguing with sinners and actually start ministering to them. They will never recognize the love of God through the hatred of His people.