Look, I don’t care who you are or who you think you are, if you have to go, you have to go, and you can use my bathroom. I only ask that you try and leave it like you found it, “Cleanliness is next to…”
However, if you try to use the bathroom at the same time as my 6-year-old daughter, I don’t care who you are or who you think you are, you are going to have a significant emotional experience that may lead to a run in your stockings and some smeared mascara.
If that’s bigotry, well, it used to be called decorum, common sense, privacy, respect, and honor, but I guess if we’re now calling things honorable that we used to know were an abomination, virtue has become vice, and vice virtue, so you can queue the “Woe unto you’s” of Isaiah.
To my Christian brethren who don’t get this and think that “Love” dictates that we turn the other cheek — Are you freaking stupid or just Biblically illiterate with a side of ignorance and arrogance?
It’s not loving to sit on the sidelines and boo fellow believers as religious freedom crumbles and the faithful become targets of the pogroms of the Alphabet mafia. It’s not compassionate to expose women and children to predators who will use the bathroom loophole to “Target” their next victim.
It’s not loving to celebrate mental disorder, societal upheaval, and sanctimonious apathy — it’s cowardice. In the very least, it’s a lack of discernment in which you cannot tell the difference between the woman caught in adultery and the Sodomites crashing down Lot’s door.
“Go and sin no more,” and “Let the devil have him,” are both Christian principles, but they require the good Christian to be able to tell his socks from his metaphysical underwear.
The mother-lover in the Corinthian church was to be loved so much that the people kicked him to the curb in shame so that he’d have a clue that maybe his behavior shouldn’t inspire boasting but repentance. And that is loving. That is placing, in importance, the soul above the comfort zone. And it is better to feel shame, repent, and be welcomed back into the fold than to slip into destruction with your self-esteem inflated, coddled by pathetic Christians along the way.
The prescription that the believer is to follow is Romans 12:9: “Love without hypocrisy, abhor that which is evil, and cleave to that which is good.”
That we lead in love, true love, undeniable and unconditional love, that we abhor that which is evil (abhor here is a verb. It means that in our attitude and actions we are an enemy to evil wherever we find it — in the White House, in the Outhouse, or in the mirror) … and cling (same word used to describe the husband’s relationship to the wife) and cling to righteousness.
So, Christians are to truly love, to truly detest evil, and to celebrate, nurture, promote, and practice that which is righteous.
Offering our daughters to the mob at the door because we think it will assuage the anger in our neighbors and “love them into the kingdom” is bat-crap crazy. That’s in Two Corinthians somewhere, but it’s in there.