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Ah yes, another mothers day. A day to celebrate those wonderful women (in my case named Linda) who we have come to know as 'Mom'. In the Lewis household it is also a day to bring Grandma over and invite the rest of the relatives to pay homage to the woman who birthed them. In the living room of the Lewis homstead, the roundtable discussion lingered around road construction and the people who had recently died (as per usual) when someone suddenly remembered that the hot gossip around town was that a gay choir would be performing at a local church next week.

Dear Lord, the things you hear when children have been raised on Jerry Falwellish propoganda. And so, the debate turned from this choir to the institution of gay marriage (which everyone was against...including me...not sure if i needed to say that but just for clarifications sake) and then back to the gay choir. At this point I hadn't said anything and then it came out from my 80 year old great aunt-- What does the preacher think? I scanned the room for someone who resembled a minister but with no clerical collars in sight I realised that the question was directed towards me.

And so I began to talk about gay marriage and pointed out that I think that we see more emphasis on the poor and social justice in the Bible than on what to do about homosexual marriage, but for some reason we're not having a heated discussion about why millions of children die from AIDS in Africa each year. The conclusion of my little speech ended with a statement "i don't know why we're so focussed on this and not other things"--to which i heard an alarming response from another person present "do you want the homosexuals to take over the country?".

Silence.

In my head i'm thinking, 'what?, what does that even mean?'. Luckily someone noticed that they were late for another family gathering and had to get going which broke up the conversation, but i'm still thinking about what it means. I have a feeling that a generation is rising that is not going to parade a gay choir in front of a church like some sort of solidarity statement but is also not going to protest outside of the church where a gay choir is performing. A generation who isn't afraid of homosexuals taking over the country because we're confidentent that love is the greatest commandment, not correction or rebuke. If we're living out this love then fear mongering or prejudice isn't even an option. Maybe, just maybe we'll be the generation who sit the gay choir beside the guy who cheats on his income taxes, or the person who struggles with alchoholism or lust, or sit him beside me...or you.