My Views on Homosexuality

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In short: I love'em!

Submitted: March 12, 2017

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Submitted: March 12, 2017



As a devout Catholic, it is often to the surprise of my fellow worshippers when they find that I support and accept homosexuals. Here is my reason why:

It is more than dogma; it is a truth! That no one is outside the circle of God’s love. Everybody can run into the Christian deity’s arms for comfort and acceptance with no strings attached, regardless of race, ideals, or preference. With that being said, it is also a truth that every devout worshipper strives to imitate the examples and virtues of their deity. One of those virtues is love perpetual and ever extending. This virtue ranks high in the hierarchy of catholic truths along with the catholic golden rule and the catholic dogmas.

The truth holds true because how can the Christian God hate anybody, if he made everybody in his image?  If this is the case, if he does hate somebody, wouldn’t he hate himself? If that is so, what is the use of God and his religion that is based on love if he can’t love someone and in turn not himself? The reason why this paradox exists is because of the simple reason: we just cannot understand God. And when mere mortals try to decipher the indiscernible murmurings of an all-powerful being, their conclusions can spell ignorant and often disastrous answers.

In my eyes, the true oxymoron is not a homosexual Christian, but a hateful one. The goal of Catholicism as a belief system is Amat enim omnes, et semper; love for all and forever. This kind of love is not selective and is not limited. It is for everyone, homosexuals and all. The reason why so many of my fellow worshippers are prejudiced towards these peaceful beings is because not only have they failed to comprehend the mutterings of the eternal one, they have forgotten the primordial goal, not only of the Christian faith, but religion in general: To Unite.

That is why as a Christian, I believe it is unorthodox to hate a homosexual. Unorthodox because any kind of hatred coming from a Christian is bizarre contrary to the preaching and teachings of love and acceptance that have, or had, defined the catholic faith.

I am not anti-biblical. I do believe that that God whispered the truth in to the evangelist’s ears before they started to compile the holy texts. But again, these text contained the murmurings of God, and being translated from language to language, meanings and phrases come loose. So we may never be  really sure what really came out of saint Peter’s quill.

My best experiences came when a priest that taught Values Education in my high school talked about the topic. He was a good man and he heard the word of God clear and loud. He did not believe in pre-destiny nor was he a close minded fanatic. He opened his mind, his heart and his arms to everyone. He spoke to the atheistic students like any other, with respect and dignity. He counseled the gay students, not on who they are and why they needed to change, but brought up topics like “how was your day?” or “your crush, how is he?” He is a man to be admired, and even more so when his lesson came that fateful Tuesday morning. He talked about homosexuals and how if they stay true to themselves and continue on with good and virtuous deeds, they will still join us in salvation. And I think that was a beautiful testimony of how a true holy man can come to terms with our generation and console in their problems. There were plenty of priest and brothers in my school who welcomed all students with open arms. Next door to my school was another school run by nuns, and they were no different. There was no discrimination in my school, just love and acceptance; how God wanted it to be. This was paradise.

My province was that part of the Philippines where you could see an academe, a devout and a lesbian talking over coffee and pan de sal in cafes and restaurants.  There was still discrimination, I admit; we were not perfect, but the majority learned to stay together and share jeepney seats which each other, regardless of who they were sitting next to.

Over the years, my family taught me to love everyone. When I grew up I realized, I couldn’t love everyone, but I tried my best to do so. And when my family saw me trying to console with bullies and criminals, they beckoned me to come and told how proud they were of me.

One time, I told my mom on how I found a match for my friend. She asked me about it. I told my mom how I helped my friend find a nice girl and I went on. Then suddenly, I froze in realization, the friend I was talking about was girl. I basically told my mom a coupled two bisexuals. Worried, I looked towards her direction and she smiled. She smiled and said “That’s sweet.” and she carried on driving that rainy night.

I believe my support towards the LGBT community stemmed from the open minded people that were around me all my life. If we want to raise a generation of loving and accepting young adult, we need to surround them with not necessarily gay people, but open minded ones:  Parents that will accept gay or straight, religious and political leaders that won’t antagonize them, etc. Let us breed a generation devoid of hate and enriched with unity. Let us teach them to respect one another and better yet, love everybody.

This entire essay about love and acceptance might sound rich coming from a volatile glass of rum like me, who frequently spits out insults and condemns the people I despise, but the assholes had it coming, they deserved it. But homosexuals do not. They deserve love because they are still humans like us. We are made by the same loving God, we evolved from the same line of primates, we are all connected.


Let us not forsake these connections and have our beliefs as an excuse.

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