Stop me if you’ve heard it: A Catholic school in a suburb of Kansas City (about five minutes from where I lived previously) denied entrance to a KINDERGARTNER because the student’s parents were gay.
I mean, they love all the babies and they want all the babies and please bring them all the babies—as long as the babies are fetuses. But they’ll not suffer a child with two dads. Nah. Need not apply.
The good news is that the community pushback has been tremendous, even from within the school itself. After the priest put out an utterly tone-deaf and oblivious letter that “the child could never possibly reconcile the church’s teachings with what he’s learning at home! This is really the kind thing, people!”, the parents of other students called BS and said we are not here for this, etc. Last I heard, this mess was ongoing. But for the moment, it is purely anecdotal.
As is, meanwhile, the United Methodist Church that continues to shoot itself in the ecclesial foot and commit itself to eternal irrelevance. If you haven’t been following that action … well, you’re probably better off. Let’s just say that while a large segment of the body pushed for inclusion, the denomination as a whole ultimately doubled down on its refusal of gay weddings and ordinations.
2019. Here we are.
It’s not like homophobia in the church is a new thing. But it does seem to be trending right now. Maybe that’s because, with more and more Christians pushing for inclusion and acceptance, the voices of “no” have to be even louder. Which begs the question: what are they afraid of?
I have some theories. Here are four:
- The eternal retribution of God. No lie, some people honestly believe in their bones that failure to alert fellow Christians to their “sinful” ways will result in the harsh judgment of the almighty. And I don’t mean judgment on the purported sinner—but on the reporter himself/herself. Like, if I see you are about to go drown a sack of kittens, and I don’t holler at you to “stop, because the Bible says so!” then I, myself, will somehow be facing the inferno doors because of it. Honestly, a person who would drown a sack of kittens actually makes the list of souls for which I am concerned. It defies belief that this is some folks’ actual image of God, and therefore, their idea of what it means to be a Christian. I’m sad for them more than anything … but I sure wish they didn’t have so much power to wreck people’s lives with their misguided beliefs.
- That they might catch gay. Or I guess that their KIDS might catch gay. Some people believe, whether overtly or subconsciously, that prolonged exposure to homosexuals will indeed render one homosexual. Nevermind science. They are not taking any chances.
- Loss of moral authority. Because if we say gay is okay, we have no ground to stand on re: any other brand of mortal sin!
- Change itself. Many people who cling to an anti-gay church doctrine are less afraid of the sexuality thing itself, and more afraid of what “other” (ominous and mysterious) changes might follow. I mean, if they open the floodgates, as it were, and let in the “alternative lifestyle crowd,” who knows what else might happen? A future in which such things are acceptable seems murky and morally ambiguous, at best; at worst, apocalyptic.
You know, all things considered, I think that last one probably carries the most weight. It is the fear of change itself that keeps our faith so small and scared. When you get right down to it, are ANY of these fears legitimate? No. On the first count—I assure you, God has bigger fish to fry than who is sleeping with whom, and even BIGGER ones to deal with than who is failing to police whose sex life. (If you followed that sentence, you are my people). To the second point, the fear of same-sex attraction being contagious—the very existence of straight women disproves this point. I assure you, if we could all make ourselves lesbians by hanging out with our lesbian friends more, we’d do it. Men are kind of a hassle sometimes, and you know I’m right.
As for number three and the loss of moral authority? LOL. That ship has long since sailed. If the pandemic of clergy sex abuse trials didn’t do it, nothing will.
And to the last thing … well, that fear is the hardest to dispel, because I can’t tell you what the future holds. But I can tell you it holds deep uncertainty, with or without the LGBT crowd in your pews. We might as well invite them with open arms. The very sad truth is … most of them don’t want to be there anyway at this point. And why would they? Who can blame them?
But for the few who do—for the faithful remnant who want to love who they love and still be loved by their church—I pray the rest of us can let go of a few small fears, and embrace the whole Church. As intended by the God in whom there is no fear.