Today at the Baptist university where I TA, we began with lectio divina on I Cor. 13. I recited it from memory while they soaked it up. Then I asked for their prayers for my undergrad community though I didn't go into detail. Then, a student said that every time he heard a person who was "pro-homosexuality" questioned about the Bible, they sidestepped the question. I swept through the clobber verses on homosexuality in 20 minutes. I knew all the arguments and most of the references from memory. Some of them were flipping through their Bibles to keep up. I think I sufficiently complicated things for them as I sat there in my flannel plaid shirt and clean face. Then I said, "No matter what you believe about the Bible, I ask you to think about the kind of love we just meditated on: patient, kind, keeps no record of wrongs. Think about how that influences your ethical stance and your praxis and the way you treat your neighbors."
Every time someone spoke up, they said: "I mean, I believe homosexuality is a sin, but..." before they said their thought.
It was strange. And I felt like I did my job well.
Every time someone spoke up, they said: "I mean, I believe homosexuality is a sin, but..." before they said their thought.
It was strange. And I felt like I did my job well.
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