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.
I won't continue to pursue a relationship with someone who has ignored me my entire life.
How do you know that what you believe is true? Don't call me a pig and walk away. I would like some real conversation.
I wrote this two years ago before I gave up my work as a United Methodist minister. In view the the General Conference meeting next month, I decided to reprint it. I did not leave over the issues regarding inclusion of the LGBTQ. Rather, I left because my thoughts evolved to the level of atheism and so I could not stay. Although I no longer believe in God, I still believe in the people of the UMC. I know they are capable of doing what is right. Please, my friends, do what it is right and good.
This is what I’m thinking before the General Conference of the United Methodist Church:
It’s about right and wrong. It’s about good and evil.
It’s not about the decline of the church nor its financial welfare.
If we must choose between goodness and the preservation of an institution, even if it’s the church, then choose goodness.
When all the anger, shouting, abuse, scripture hurling, threatening, fear mongering, hateful confusion is swept aside, I want it to be clear that I said this:
Anything less than love, respect, dignity, and full recognition of rights for the LGBTQ community is wrong.
Like me he was a high mileage minister....
The first time I met him, he stood before me, trembling. I asked what was wrong and he said, “Well… you see… I just tried to kill myself… but my gun wouldn’t work….”
She acknowledged that her time was short but insisted that she would not be dying on Christmas Day....