He came back.... I’m not surprised that he did because the good ones know how to do that.
Five minutes before, he was marrying the woman who had just died after sixty years of marriage. And less than five minutes before then, he was scrambling on the decks of a sinking ship.
I always wanted more than the genie experience. I preached that praying should be a constant communion of spirits. I tried to practice it, too. I poured my heart out for hours at a time....
"Let me ask you," he said to the little children, "If you were to die in your sleep tonight, where would you go?"
I used to be as conservative as they came. I thought of the LGBT as people living a sinful lifestyle. But while I was with the UMC, I read, thought, and grew up. Consequently, I changed my mind and I came to see them as persons deserving every human right and courtesy. I believed the church as a whole would one day come to this conclusion, too.
I’ve been observing crowds all my life. I’ve seen them get sad, anxious, giddy, angry, reactive, and just plain stupid. People who were generally thoughtful as individuals could lose their ability to think for themselves when influenced by a crowd.
I’ve only just now realized that no one in the UMC is going to change their minds. The only thing I see happening is that the LGBT will be more resented afterwards.
If I was wrong, then God could come down, shut my mouth, and explain how could he be anything but delighted with this woman. But since he remained silent, I went with my own thoughts.
The United Methodist Church is up at bat while the other churches haven't even made it to the ball field.
I asked for conversation and they attacked. I say they're chicken... If I were still a minister, I'd be embarrassed at their answers.