Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Only a democrat could get away with saying "Ignorance is forgivable. Pride in ignorance never is." These are the words of a supporter of civil unions in Colorado, one of many thousands, who are desperate to overturn the ban on homosexual marriage we managed to pass in 2006. Or rather, the definition of marriage as being between a man and a woman.
I understand that homosexual couples are often devoted to each other. I have a lesbian aunt and I love her, dearly. She's been with her partner for somewhere around 15 years now and to me June is a part of our family. But in all good conscience I cannot support civil unions or homosexual marriage. I just, I can't do it. And what's worse is when I'm called ignorant because I refuse to support civil unions because of personal and religious reasons. What happened to freedom of religion? I'm allowed to let my faith determine my politics. That is how I approach my life and whenever that right of mine is threatened by words such as those of Wiley Sherer, it makes me pause in concern.
They're allowed to fight for civil unions. Just as I am allowed to say that civil unions are unconstitutional because of the beliefs of our founding fathers and the documents on which this nation was founded. It's not a political debate if one side says "I'm right and you're pridefully arrogant" so the other has no say at all.
Doesn't the hate wear you down? Doesn't it tear at your soul? I've reached the point in my life where I can't bring myself to hate democrats anymore. I always will disagree with their liberal policies that focuses more on government and less on the people. I won't agree with them on numerous policies, such as this civil union argument. I'm happy Colorado voted down civil unions. I'm happy the GOP stood up to defend marriage as God intended. What I'm not happy about is the back-biting and the hate. I sometimes see it from my political side but more often then not it's from the liberals. And I can't stand knowing that an entire society of people despise my very act of breathing just because I'm on the other side of the fence. When it did become "My way or the highway?"
I can see both sides of the argument because of my aunt. I really can. But in the end I have to make a decision based solely on what Scripture teaches, no matter how much it might hurt somebody else, and no matter how much they might hate me for it. I'm not the one hating here. I'm just the one being made to feel like I'm a bigot because I can't go along with the crowd. How's that for land of the free and home of the brave?