The Gay Bui Doi

     When I read today's passage I cannot help but think of some young man living in the Bible belt, or anywhere actually, trying to get up the nerve to tell his ( or her ) parents that they are gay. In far too many instances the young person is met with hatred, judgment and derision. After all, they've taken an oath of sorts, "we're God fearing Christians". They follow blindly what they have heard and spurn the child they have always loved, nurtured and have known to be ( at least up until this point ), a good and decent, loving Christian. I want to get sick.

       What kind of Christian fails to love everyone? especially their own child?  They follow spurious translations and hateful preachers and religions and disown the very person they have cherished. A child that The Gay Bui Doi that God has entrusted to their care, to nurture and show example of God's love.  They seem to be the one's that chopped off John the Baptists head with misguided notions, oaths and beliefs.

         I once read that whenever you are challenged with a translation of Scripture or a contradiction in Scripture ( there are many of them ), the path to take is the one where love prevails. Not judgment, fake logic or hatred. The path is love. And if your are in a quagmire as to what to do, know that you will never go wrong by loving a person. Let your loving heart be your guide.

      

Matthew 14:1-12

At that time Herod the ruler heard reports about Jesus; and he said to his servants, ‘This is John the Baptist; he has been raised from the dead, and for this reason these powers are at work in him.’ For Herod had arrested John, bound him, and put him in prison on account of Herodias, his brother Philip’s wife, because John had been telling him, ‘It is not lawful for you to have her.’ Though Herod wanted to put him to death, he feared the crowd, because they regarded him as a prophet.But when Herod’s birthday came, the daughter of Herodias danced before the company, and she pleased Herod so much that he promised on oath to grant her whatever she might ask. Prompted by her mother, she said, ‘Give me the head of John the Baptist here on a platter.’ The king was grieved, yet out of regard for his oaths and for the guests, he commanded it to be given; he sent and had John beheaded in the prison. The head was brought on a platter and given to the girl, who brought it to her mother. His disciples came and took the body and buried it; then they went and told Jesus.