The Supreme Court decision legalizing homosexual unions no doubt casts a weight of discouragement over us. Not because we are bigots or hate homosexuals (we’re not, we don’t), but because the attempt to redefine marriage is impossible, wrong and devastating to family and society, opening a Pandora’s box of immorality.
We can’t redefine an institution God created, anymore than we can redefine the law of gravity. And when a society calls “good” what God has called “evil”, God’s wrath and judgement is imminent. (Isaiah 5:20)
But it has been imminent. In fact, we are living in a society where the weakest members can legally be murdered. That’s judgment. The legalization of homosexual unions is just one of many outward demonstrations, through the years, of our rejecting God’s truth. We ought not get so bent out of shape about this one thing unless we are willing to acknowledge and repent of our compromise in other areas. We also need to admit that gross compromises start with subtle ones, ones we ourselves have been guilty of.
God hates a lot of things, including slander, pride, lying, greed and idolatry. He hates divorce and he hates the exploitation of the weak. He hates injustice and murder, and he hates those who cause conflict within the Body of Christ.
He hates what we’ve done to marriage, and He hates when Christians don’t live with eternal perspective, living only for our happiness, treating children like more of a burden than a heritage. And He hates when we abdicate our job of discipling them.
He hates when those who bear the name of Christ don’t love Him with their lives.
As I think about my job as a mother, the weight of raising children who I pray will grow up and be courageous followers of Christ, I recognize a greater need than ever to be resolved. To be steadfast and immovable. To keep short accounts of my own sins, to cry out and ask the Lord to show me ALL the things he hates and to repent of them.
What we need now is faithful Christians.
Those who are broken for the lost, willing to fight on their knees for their enemies. Willing to love enough to speak the truth. I can both love you and tell you when something is a sin against God. In fact, that is the only way I can really love you. And we owe it to each other to love this way. To receive correction and to not confuse love with tolerance.
I want my children to have an unmitigated passion for truth, and yet cry for the lost and long to see them repent. Real love does win. It already has, on the cross. It is already finished, and we know how the story ends. And those who refuse to repent–His enemies–will one day be put under His feet and victory will be won. Nothing can change that.
Let’s help our children understand the Gospel, His desire for the lost to repent, and His perfect love which demands ultimate justice for those who don’t.
Practical ways to fight the good fight:
Pray fervently.
Love your husband/wife.
Remember that we are living for something bigger than today.
Be faithful to teach your children the Word of God, and strive to live it.
Love your neighbor.
Let God’s Word permeate ALL of life, every decision and every motive.
Don’t compromise the truth. Don’t rely on feelings to dictate what is right. If we mutate Truth, we eradicate our entire purpose as humans.
Love in word and deed. You’ll still be hated by the enemies of God. It’s forecasted. Prepare your children for that irony.
God is writing a Story, just as He has been throughout all of history. In it, there is redemption and sorrow, judgement and mercy. We are called to one thing: to be a faithful participant in the Story, to represent our Author well, to show forth His glory and live obedient lives.
“…for though the righteous fall seven times, they rise again, but the wicked stumble when calamity strikes.” Proverbs 24:16
Don’t miss “I’m Not One to Say I Told You So” for a closer look at our own blame.
“I considered myself an atheist, having rejected my Catholic childhood and what I perceived to be the superstitions and illogic of the historic Christian faith. I found Christians to be difficult, sour, fearful, and intellectually unengaged people. In addition, since the age of twenty-eight, I had lived in monogamous lesbian relationships and politically supported 
