By Doug Giles
On Nov. 2, this year, an openly gay priest namely, Vicki Gene Robinson, was consecrated bishop of the Episcopal New Hampshire diocese. Incidentally, for the uninitiated, Vicki is a homosexual male priest.
Now, that's just great, isn't it? Wonderful! Yippee!
That's just what the nation needs in this day of moral declension: a man – who left his wife and kids – who now enjoys having sex with other men, leading the charge for the glory of God; a man who co-founded a website to help confused youngsters figure out their sexuality, but which was a thinly veiled recruitment device and was linked to a men and boys porn site.
Welcome to the Episcopalian Planet of the Apes. I smell a new sitcom for the Bravo channel: "Queer Eye for the Holy Guy."
What's next?
Wil-E-Coyote overseeing the Roadrunner's egg incubation, or Michael Jackson providing psychoanalysis for mental patients, or Courtney Love teaching etiquette to debutantes?
The church-sanctioned installation of a practicing homosexual to a place of oversight within the Body of Christ – be it minister, pastor, deacon, priest or bishop – will be met with a God-sanctioned negative whammy levied at this once biblical and stalwart confessed group of Christians.
The Episcopal Church's compromised primates – rightly named for their troglodytic deductions of holy writ – are currently feeling warm and fuzzy as they take this great body of believers away from us "boorish and naive" conservative traditionalists who have a high view of Scripture, and toss the reins to those who now endorse what the Bible uniformly condemns: the practice of sodomy, also known as homosexuality.
If you're a believer who has a high view of the word of God, that which is contained in both the Old and the New Testaments, and you believe it is the only rule to direct us in how we may glorify and enjoy Him, well, then ... it's time for you to stand out like Seinfeld doing stand-up at a BET Def Comedy Jam!
Hey, convicted saint: Clear your throat and let your conservative voice be heard! Create a stir! Shake things up! Divide the flames!
According to the Scriptures, there is a time and place to rock the Kasbah ... to divide ... to split ... to disfellowship impenitent, unbiblical factions which tear at the fabric of that which defines Christ's Church. The ordination of a homosexual man to the office of a holy man fits within that category – at least in the church that is defined by the apostles, the prophets and by Christ Jesus, Himself.
My ClashPoint is this: The Church should open its doors to everyone, both saint and sinner. I have several friends who are currently homosexual, and several who were formerly homosexual and are now committed Christians. So, hear me loud and clear: I'm not homophobic. Matter of fact, I'm more fearful of self-righteous Pharisees than I am of broken people with peccadilloes that run, let's say, toward the bizarre.
That said, I'm not cool with practicing homosexual men or women who, pardon the pun, blow off divinely inspired Scripture, saddle a pulpit and hard sell such non-Scriptural nonsense, twisting it all to conform to their sadly torqued lives. And that condemnation goes generically for the contumelious adulterers, liars, drunks, booger pickers and so on.
The Scriptures must be our rule and guide, folks. And if I, or they, or an angel from Heaven should negate the verbum Dei, then we need to be fervently dismissed.
And, lastly, "gay" men: Do you really want to take over our churches? Why us? You already have all the retail clothing stores, all the waiter jobs on South Beach, most of the steward jobs with the airlines and every hair salon in the land. And, besides, they're more buff guys in your nightclubs than in our churches. Relax! We know you exist.
We see you. We just don't want to have you force your way behind the pulpits of our churches ... which love you, but do not condone your lifestyle.
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