A little over eight years ago I headed out to the polls to vote. I don’t remember much about the candidates, but I do remember the constitutional amendment on the ballot. There was a proposed amendment to define marriage as between a man and a woman, therefore making gay marriage or civil unions impossible in the state.
After praying about this amendment in the weeks leading up to the election I went with what I felt at peace with and voted against the measure.
I was in the minority however, and the amendment became law. At the time my vote was the first time I had not towed the conservative, republican religious line I had been raised in. I can remember both my fear in separating myself from what had been my home base, and also my peace in stepping into a place of grace in uncertainty, but certainty in love.
In the last four years I’ve had enough conversations with persons who identify as gay or transgendered to wholeheartedly believe that the marriage amendment passed (with strong church and religious support) has done more to hasten the departure of LGBTQ persons from our churches than any other thing/has prevented them from coming in the first place. Even more disturbing us that these conversations have revealed how very unloved many of my LGBTQ friends and acquaintances felt by the church. Instead they shared tears and feelings of being hated and feared.
How sad that this is what the bride of Christ is known for. Is this bearing our cross in love? Washing others feet? Bringing everyone to the table for the wedding feast? While some Christians (many) may feel this was right, I disagree.
This week a judge ruled that the marriage amendment was unconstitutional! A momentous occasion, and a victory for equal rights. I’m excited that several of my friends may soon be able to marry their partners.
I haven’t heard any reactions but positive ones thus far, but then again I haven’t been to church yet.
Tomorrow is Sunday, pray for grace and love from the pulpits of VA.