Damn Jesus, you really weren’t joking about that love and acceptance shit, huh? Why’s your dad such a bigot then?
Edit: it makes me kinda sad that Liberace never got to see the modern LGBT community. I’ve never listened to his music; it just makes me kinda sad that he was one of the most flamboyant (and painfully obviously gay) celebrities of all time, but he was born too early to be able to wave his flag without risking his career. Betty White acting as his “beard” was so based too.
There are many days when I hope there is a god out there somewhere. Maybe it’s one created during the first moments of the big bang. Maybe it’s one that came before. Maybe it’s one that came after but due to time fuckery, exists simultaneously at all moments in time. But no matter what, that this god is a kind, loving being with an eternal oasis for all those who never got to be themselves during life. A home for the gay, the trans, the poor, the unloved, the lonely, the disabled, the abused and so forth. A home they never got to have. A place for them to heal from the scars that life gave them.
I used to think Christianity was that; and I think to some extent I still do (I think Jesus, as portrayed in the “canon” books of the New Testament, is an amazing role model), but there’s so much baggage attached to it now that I can’t stomach associating myself with such a hateful group of people. You also get a lot of people on both sides asking how you can be a Christian and trans, or a Christian and a furry; and it gets exhausting having to explain that I treat the Bible as though the only thing you can be certain of are the bits in the New Testament that’re traditionally written in red (for those unfamiliar, many Bibles highlight the words of God and Jesus in red). So fuck all the stuff that says “gay = go to hell, do not pass go, do not collect $200”, because if the text is black then it’s a human interpretation, potentially mistaken, and/or only part of the bigger picture. If it’s red then (supposedly) it’s Jesus’ words themselves, which means that, assuming they weren’t intentionally mistranslated, they were exactly what God/Jesus meant to say.
Nowadays I just say I’m a deist, or agnostic, or if I’m feeling spicy, that I’m an extremely-unorthodox Christian before giving them one of my weirder interpretations of Christianity. If they’re fascinated then they’re probably gonna be a good friend, and if they’re weirded out and run away then I saved myself time and effort.
Damn Jesus, you really weren’t joking about that love and acceptance shit, huh? Why’s your dad such a bigot then?
Edit: it makes me kinda sad that Liberace never got to see the modern LGBT community. I’ve never listened to his music; it just makes me kinda sad that he was one of the most flamboyant (and painfully obviously gay) celebrities of all time, but he was born too early to be able to wave his flag without risking his career. Betty White acting as his “beard” was so based too.
There are many days when I hope there is a god out there somewhere. Maybe it’s one created during the first moments of the big bang. Maybe it’s one that came before. Maybe it’s one that came after but due to time fuckery, exists simultaneously at all moments in time. But no matter what, that this god is a kind, loving being with an eternal oasis for all those who never got to be themselves during life. A home for the gay, the trans, the poor, the unloved, the lonely, the disabled, the abused and so forth. A home they never got to have. A place for them to heal from the scars that life gave them.
I used to think Christianity was that; and I think to some extent I still do (I think Jesus, as portrayed in the “canon” books of the New Testament, is an amazing role model), but there’s so much baggage attached to it now that I can’t stomach associating myself with such a hateful group of people. You also get a lot of people on both sides asking how you can be a Christian and trans, or a Christian and a furry; and it gets exhausting having to explain that I treat the Bible as though the only thing you can be certain of are the bits in the New Testament that’re traditionally written in red (for those unfamiliar, many Bibles highlight the words of God and Jesus in red). So fuck all the stuff that says “gay = go to hell, do not pass go, do not collect $200”, because if the text is black then it’s a human interpretation, potentially mistaken, and/or only part of the bigger picture. If it’s red then (supposedly) it’s Jesus’ words themselves, which means that, assuming they weren’t intentionally mistranslated, they were exactly what God/Jesus meant to say.
Nowadays I just say I’m a deist, or agnostic, or if I’m feeling spicy, that I’m an extremely-unorthodox Christian before giving them one of my weirder interpretations of Christianity. If they’re fascinated then they’re probably gonna be a good friend, and if they’re weirded out and run away then I saved myself time and effort.
That was beautiful :)