I both love it and hate it when I read someone else’s words and think, “*sigh*… I wish I had written that.”
The blog post I just read filled me with both jealousy and delight. Delight because the writer said what I feel, and jealously because… the writer said what I feel.
As I work (with increasing excitement) through my own issues of “calling,” this post was exactly what I needed this morning. I think we all need to be reminded that as LGBT Christians we have a responsibility – a calling – to minister to the wounded. Just because we’ve been hurt doesn’t mean we shouldn’t also be healers. After all, who better than us to spread the good news of a Savior who said, “blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me.”
For ours is the Kingdom of Heaven, too…
All too often, we are wounded. We are hurting. Quite frankly, some of us have been so heavily wounded by the Church that we’re barely functioning. The bitterness, anger, resentment, and dejection that we feel toward other Christians is enough to poison our spirit…
That doesn’t mean we have to stay in sour relationships. It doesn’t mean we have to poison our spirit by sitting under ministries that pour bile out with every sermon.
Find the safe places. Find a place to heal. To be Christian. Where there is no expectation of “praying the gay away.” Where we can be whole. Where we can be nurtured and to be fully healed…. not so that we can rest, but so that we can carry the torch of the living risen Lord and Savior to those who truly, desperately need to know that someone genuinely cares.
We have a responsibility — if we are Christian, to BE Christian. Live with integrity. Form healthy relationships, shun promiscuity, and truly follow Christ.
We who have been wounded in the past have the calling — a responsibility even — to find those who have also been wounded and minister healing. We’ll have to continue to dodge those jagged, venomous arrows from both sides — a no man’s land where countless people are only hoping to survive.
We must find the wounded and care for them.
We must find the bullied and help them to stand firm and be proud of who they are.
We must find the tormented and help them find healing.
We must find those in despair and help them find hope.