Litany

[Gwenyfur]

Baloney- this is all political. They can run their own program and buy gifts for kids without force promoting homosexuality through a charity drive. If kids are missing out on gifts it is because some are more focused on their own political agenda and not the kids.

Should a synogogue accept money from the Nazi Party to buy coats for children during the winter season and have the Star of David and the Swastika on the same promotion media ?

The end goal does not always justify scandal or inclusion.

You didn't even read the article or you couldn't have said this!

 

[CaDan]

Baloney- this is all political. They can run their own program and buy gifts for kids without force promoting homosexuality through a charity drive. If kids are missing out on gifts it is because some are more focused on their own political agenda and not the kids.

Should a synogogue accept money from the Nazi Party to buy coats for children during the winter season and have the Star of David and the Swastika on the same promotion media ?

The end goal does not always justify scandal or inclusion.

Godwin.

Christ have mercy.

 

[Zaac]

]Did you read that or just do a quick search for the phrase you wanted? G-d is the discerner of the heart...not us...a person's salvation and lifestyle are between them and G-d...not for anyone else to judge or discern

If there were not an element of righteous judgment or discernment taking place about a person's salvation, why would any Christian ever share the Gospel with anyone else?

If the person's salvation and lifestyle is between them and God, why did He say Go!?

Couldn't you just stay at home within the confines of the four walls of your church if that is indeed what Christ intended?

 

[KarateCowboy]

I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called cruel demeaning names everyday, just like many other kids, for a variety of reasons.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman. Look at the fruit of my sins.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights. Lord give me the strength to help him change and do right.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room. We were too foolish to sign up for powers of attorney that we are eligible for. But hey, now I can use it to play the victim.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me. It's especially amazing because I'm the fist person to be conceived of two sperm and no mother.

Lord, have mercy.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men. And we still have no shame.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me. Too bad I never thought to look in my pants.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman. And since I do not exist, I am a great, tear-jerking fabrication.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman. I should have payed attention to the studies that show that abuse is higher in same sex amorous relationships.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men, a condition which has nothing to do with homosexuality, since in Eastern Europe men are manly and kiss each other on cheeks, traditionally. But we can't say that, because propaganda by nature only shows the part of the truth we want to be shown.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that. And for being so weak minded I deserve to be stuck where I am.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual. (yes, this actually happened, but I won't provide you with actual sources that will show you that their motive is probably just my opinion and we can't really prove that is why)

Christ, have mercy.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didnt have to always deal with society hating me. I eat worms all day and blame my inability to change myself on others.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson." A tragic death, only made worse by the lies of those who used me for propaganda, which they repeat over and over even after being confronted with their dishonesty.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the person who was sent to a reparative therapy facility which taught me to hate myself for who I am, and my desires for what they are, and I don't know if I'll ever be able to find love. Looks like I went to the wrong session, as a new study shows that Exodus International is pretty darn effective, and inference says they'll just become better.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the person who was told I could not be a Christian because I am attracted to people of my own sex. That person should have told me I am condemned despite my sexuality.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the person who was excommunicated (and shunned) from my church when I confided my same-sex interests to the pastor, who promptly told the church council and the bishop. I am one of the few that actually has a legitimate grievance here.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the person who was fired from a job when my employer found out I had a same-sex partner -- which is perfectly legal in my state because there are no laws protecting GLBTs from being fired solely because of their sexual orientation. And yet I still have no shame.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the person who was told he/she is a "Godless, atheistic, homosexual fornicator who is doomed and damned and destined to burn forever in Hell" because I have a same-sex partner of 17 years. And even such a strong statement gives me no pause. Truly, pride comes before the fall.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the person who lost his faith because too many people who claimed to be "loving the sinner and hating the sin" used the Bible as a weapon to "convict" me of my sexual orientation, while they used the same Bible to let themselves off the hook for their sins of pride, insolence, haughtiness, arrogance, conceit, condemnation, narcissism, egotism, self-righteousness, cruelty and smugness -- I'll be damned if I ever set foot in a church again. And I'll be damned if I don't, as well. I blame the world for my wrongs and indulge in narcisistic self pity

Christ, have mercy.

I am the person who is 80 years old and never truly loved anybody, never had a relationship, hated myself for who I am and whom I'm attracted to -- and am now lonely and isolated and waiting for my life to be over. If I had known the love of Christ through repentance and prayer, I might have changed and it would be different.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the person who looked at the behavior of Your followers, decided I'd be better off burning in Hell than acting like them if that's what Christianity is all about -- and have rejected Christianity, in toto. I am the product of sanctimonious pride.

Christ, have mercy.

 

[cheese007]

LOVE AND KINDNESS AMIRITE?

 

[Domenico]

KarateCowboy, there are no words for how much you disgust me.

 

[eastcoast_bsc]

I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called cruel demeaning names everyday, just like many other kids, for a variety of reasons.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman. Look at the fruit of my sins.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights. Lord give me the strength to help him change and do right.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room. We were too foolish to sign up for powers of attorney that we are eligible for. But hey, now I can use it to play the victim.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me. It's especially amazing because I'm the fist person to be conceived of two sperm and no mother.

Lord, have mercy.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men. And we still have no shame.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me. Too bad I never thought to look in my pants.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman. And since I do not exist, I am a great, tear-jerking fabrication.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman. I should have payed attention to the studies that show that abuse is higher in same sex amorous relationships.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men, a condition which has nothing to do with homosexuality, since in Eastern Europe men are manly and kiss each other on cheeks, traditionally. But we can't say that, because propaganda by nature only shows the part of the truth we want to be shown.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that. And for being so weak minded I deserve to be stuck where I am.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual. (yes, this actually happened, but I won't provide you with actual sources that will show you that their motive is probably just my opinion and we can't really prove that is why)

Christ, have mercy.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didnt have to always deal with society hating me. I eat worms all day and blame my inability to change myself on others.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson." A tragic death, only made worse by the lies of those who used me for propaganda, which they repeat over and over even after being confronted with their dishonesty.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the person who was sent to a reparative therapy facility which taught me to hate myself for who I am, and my desires for what they are, and I don't know if I'll ever be able to find love. Looks like I went to the wrong session, as a new study shows that Exodus International is pretty darn effective, and inference says they'll just become better.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the person who was told I could not be a Christian because I am attracted to people of my own sex. That person should have told me I am condemned despite my sexuality.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the person who was excommunicated (and shunned) from my church when I confided my same-sex interests to the pastor, who promptly told the church council and the bishop. I am one of the few that actually has a legitimate grievance here.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the person who was fired from a job when my employer found out I had a same-sex partner -- which is perfectly legal in my state because there are no laws protecting GLBTs from being fired solely because of their sexual orientation. And yet I still have no shame.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the person who was told he/she is a "Godless, atheistic, homosexual fornicator who is doomed and damned and destined to burn forever in Hell" because I have a same-sex partner of 17 years. And even such a strong statement gives me no pause. Truly, pride comes before the fall.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the person who lost his faith because too many people who claimed to be "loving the sinner and hating the sin" used the Bible as a weapon to "convict" me of my sexual orientation, while they used the same Bible to let themselves off the hook for their sins of pride, insolence, haughtiness, arrogance, conceit, condemnation, narcissism, egotism, self-righteousness, cruelty and smugness -- I'll be damned if I ever set foot in a church again. And I'll be damned if I don't, as well. I blame the world for my wrongs and indulge in narcisistic self pity

Christ, have mercy.

I am the person who is 80 years old and never truly loved anybody, never had a relationship, hated myself for who I am and whom I'm attracted to -- and am now lonely and isolated and waiting for my life to be over. If I had known the love of Christ through repentance and prayer, I might have changed and it would be different.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the person who looked at the behavior of Your followers, decided I'd be better off burning in Hell than acting like them if that's what Christianity is all about -- and have rejected Christianity, in toto. I am the product of sanctimonious pride.

Christ, have mercy.

How does someone so young, become so hardened. Its sad.

 

[Ohioprof]

We''ll if it's not in account with the whole council of God as breathed via the Holy Spirit then it can be questioned..

All beliefs can and should be questioned. We should especially question our own beliefs.

 

[KarateCowboy]

KarateCowboy, there are no words for how much you disgust me.

Looks like the door of open-mindedness only swings one way in this case.
Which part disgusts you: the part where I expect people to act like adults and accept that the consequences of people's actions are their responsibility? Maybe it's the part where I don't let people play the victim for things they did to themselves? Or is it the part where I dispel myths and lies of the homosexual movement about Matthew Shepherd?

 

[KarateCowboy]

How does someone so young, become so hardened. Its sad.

Have you not heard? "Sympathy for the guilty is a betrayal of the innocent". That's kind of the principle I am following here. Most of UberLutheran's examples were cases of people shooting themselves in the foot over something obvious. If you do something wrong, then you can expect the consequences, and they are only natural and right. Your reaction to me is unnatural. It's as if I wrote a Litany saying "I am the poor dumped on soul who is living in prison because I murdered someone. Poor me." and when I say "Well, he got what was coming to him." or "well, any rightminded person would expect it" you look at me in horror and say "How callous". Adults know: when you hit your head against the wall it hits back.

 

[cheese007]

Dispelling lies by lying? That's quite interesting.

 

[Ohioprof]

I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called cruel demeaning names everyday.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

Christ, have mercy.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

Lord, have mercy.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

Christ, have mercy.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual. (yes, this actually happened)

Christ, have mercy.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didnt have to always deal with society hating me.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson."

Christ, have mercy.

I am the woman who was raped to "make me straight again."

Lord, have mercy.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the person who was sent to a reparative therapy facility which taught me to hate myself for who I am, and my desires for what they are, and I don't know if I'll ever be able to find love.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the person who was told I could not be a Christian because I am attracted to people of my own sex.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the person who was excommunicated (and shunned) from my church when I confided my same-sex interests to the pastor, who promptly told the church council and the bishop.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the person who was fired from a job when my employer found out I had a same-sex partner -- which is perfectly legal in my state because there are no laws protecting GLBTs from being fired solely because of their sexual orientation.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the person who was told he/she is a "Godless, atheistic, homosexual fornicator who is doomed and damned and destined to burn forever in Hell" because I have a same-sex partner of 17 years.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the person who lost his faith because too many people who claimed to be "loving the sinner and hating the sin" used the Bible as a weapon to "convict" me of my sexual orientation, while they used the same Bible to let themselves off the hook for their sins of pride, insolence, haughtiness, arrogance, conceit, condemnation, narcissism, egotism, self-righteousness, cruelty and smugness -- I'll be damned if I ever set foot in a church again.

Christ, have mercy.

I am the person who is 80 years old and never truly loved anybody, never had a relationship, hated myself for who I am and whom I'm attracted to -- and am now lonely and isolated and waiting for my life to be over.

Lord, have mercy.

I am the person who looked at the behavior of Your followers, decided I'd be better off burning in Hell than acting like them if that's what Christianity is all about -- and have rejected Christianity, in toto.

Christ, have mercy.

To Karatecowboy,

I fail to see how most of these examples from Uberlutheran are people shooting themselves in the foot. Nor are they examples where people failed to take responsibility for themselves.

Someone being raped is not an example of someone not taking responsibility. Someone fired from their job because the employer finds out they are gay is not an example of a person not taking responsibility. Someone who is excommunicated from his or her church because he or she is gay is not an example of someone not taking responsibility.

Sometimes people really are victims. They are not just inventing it. Sometimes people really do bad things to other people, simply because of who those people are. Sometimes people who suffer harm are entirely innocent.

I see in Uber's examples from the opening post mostly people who are entirely innocent who really are being mistreated by others.