Minding our own business
I was reading about a single male politician whose political enemies have insinuated that he “prefers the company of men,” as Marge says. I’m not going to repeat the man’s name. For discussion’s sake, let’s say he is homosexual, but does not practice it. Who cares? What possible business is that of ours? I do not buy the idea that homosexuality is wholly genetic, but I do believe that some if not most homosexuals do not choose their orientation. I can’t imagine what it must be like to be exclusively attracted to your own sex, and wishing that were not the case. It’s not fair to add to the burdens of those who are struggling.
It seems cruel in the extreme to speculate about people’s sexual appetites, and though I’ve been guilty of that in the past, I’ll keep such thoughts to myself now. If someone is militantly gay, and pushing other people to embrace the dark and dangerous gay lifestyle, that’s one thing — they ought to be answered charitably. But if someone is bearing that cross in private, then we should pray for them and be quietly awed at their courage.