Many, many years ago, when as young teenagers we and my Jones cousins were vacationing together in my grandparents’ camp on Pleasant Lake in New Hampshire, my Aunt Margaret announced that she was going to clean out the bookcase to make room for new books. She then asked my brother Tom and his cohort in crime, my cousin Pat, to let her know which books they would like to read. After they made their selections, Aunt Margaret immediately threw away the books they had chosen. She knew, without even looking at the titles, that Tom and Pat would have picked out the sleaziest, trashiest books on the shelf to keep.
Sometimes it saves a lot of work to let others tell you what they want.
Conservative Evangelical Christians have just done so for gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgender people and our allies. Read more…
