Thank God For Gay
I am a woman obsessed. It's getting ridiculous really. My nightstand is littered with every book possibly ever published on the subject of homosexuality. Alternately dispersed with LDS literature on theology, history, and homosexuality. Oh, woops, sorry, that's same sex attraction. (We won't delve into my hostility for that label) Now, plant me squarely in the heart of Moromondom, and you have a bizarre amalgamation.
I recently caught up with a wonderful LDS friend. She has the most wonderful heart and I love her. I love my LDS friends that I can have true theological discussions with. I may not be, nor have the desire to be, a card carrying member, but it permeates my past and I am proud of it.
After bringing one another abreast of the mundane collective events that make up our lives, she offered to send me links to other blogs that I might find interesting. (The offer correlated with our topic of conversation) Great idea, eh? Good grief, I am a weepy boob. What an amazing array of beautiful humans! Two of them brought me to tears. Where have these men (and women) been hiding all my life? Oh, yeah. That brick that God thumped me over the head with, I need to stop ignoring it. I need to get out more.
Needless to say, I couldn't help but tap out a note to Blondie to tell him how much I love and adore him. (Please, he's only the MOST amazing Blondie I know!) Especially after I read all the thoughts and inner struggles of men just like him in the world. Thank God, Thank GOD, for Gay!!
I recently caught up with a wonderful LDS friend. She has the most wonderful heart and I love her. I love my LDS friends that I can have true theological discussions with. I may not be, nor have the desire to be, a card carrying member, but it permeates my past and I am proud of it.
After bringing one another abreast of the mundane collective events that make up our lives, she offered to send me links to other blogs that I might find interesting. (The offer correlated with our topic of conversation) Great idea, eh? Good grief, I am a weepy boob. What an amazing array of beautiful humans! Two of them brought me to tears. Where have these men (and women) been hiding all my life? Oh, yeah. That brick that God thumped me over the head with, I need to stop ignoring it. I need to get out more.
Needless to say, I couldn't help but tap out a note to Blondie to tell him how much I love and adore him. (Please, he's only the MOST amazing Blondie I know!) Especially after I read all the thoughts and inner struggles of men just like him in the world. Thank God, Thank GOD, for Gay!!
posted by Molly Sue at
4:06 PM
5 Comments:
While I totally and 100% agree with you, just wait until the day you want to hit the entire Northern Lights community over the head with a brick. :)
Hahaha, chuckle. I'm going to assume that the "Northern Lights Community" is in the vincity of the Happy Valley Metro area..;)
Actually, the Northern Lights community has many different voices and opinions. For the most part, it's a place for gay people to talk about their reasons for continuing to believe--or not--LDS religious philosophies. It's an interesting place, to say the least. Ben Christensen--no longer Mormon--gay--married, recently did a series of straight spouse interviews for couples in mixed-orientation marriages. My husband was one of those spouses. While I don't always agree with my spouse's opinions about attractions and homosexuality, I love the fact that he's willing to talk about it in a public forum.
And now that I've left a very long comment, I'll say what I meant to in the first place. I enjoyed reading your blog today--glad I discovered it.
I love Blondie too. Do you think he'll still be blonde after a summer abroad?!
Ms. B; Not only will he be blond, I'm told by multiple sources that will most definately be a celebrity. The communities and tribes in Africa LOVE blond hair, blue eyed Americans. Hehe
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