I like to avoid commenting on religion, because I respect your right to think differently to me. I don’t want to trample on your sensibilities by disparaging your belief system. This is a blog about my life, my writing, other people’s writing, books and things like that. If you want to worship the Great Pumpkin – even if I think you’re totally misled and doomed to an eternity of disappointment because of it – that’s entirely up to you. It’s a matter of respect: I respect your right to be wrong and I hope you will respect mine.

I make no bones about my faith and am usually unashamed of being a Christian. However, lately, on occasions, I find myself whispering that fact rather than boldly pronouncing it to the world. There’s so much miserable, weird and ridiculous garbage proclaimed and done under the banner “Christian” that I’m more than embarrassed, I’m mortified. I don’t understand how people can claim they follow Jesus and think that he’ll be pleased with their hateful behaviour. In America, the land of the free, the “one nation under God”, a Christian pastor recently said that gay people should be put in an enclosure, surrounded by an electric fence and then be left to “die out”. What the hell? (There are also people who think I can’t be a believer if I say, “hell”.) In that same country we find Christians holding up signs that say, “God hates fags”. No, he doesn’t. He loves them. He said we should love our neighbours as ourselves. He even said we should love our enemies. In fact, he expects me to find a way to love those hateful dingbats, too. I’m working on it, but I reckon I’ll need divine help to do it. Right now I just want to smack them.

I don’t want to get into an argument about what is or isn’t a sin. I don’t want to debate who is or who isn’t going to get into heaven. That’s God’s business. I’m not saying that everything’s acceptable and it doesn’t matter how we behave. But, I do think that if it’s a choice between the gay person who is being victimized and the “righteous” person doing the victimization, the good Lord is going to be on the victim’s side.

Well, I’ve broken my cardinal rule: avoid religion and politics. But, then again, I’ve never been a big fan of religion. I’m not keen on rules and regulations designed to organise my life in a way which will conform it with what other people think will please God, but which really just makes them feel secure in their own righteousness. I am a huge fan of Jesus.

If, dear follower of the Great Pumpkin, I have offended you by this little post, I’m sorry. If you want to start Christian-bashing as a result of what I’ve written I beg you, in the name of Love, please don’t. There’s already enough hatred in this world. After all, it’s not just Christians who can be judgemental, self-righteous and just plain nasty. Sadly, it’s part of the human condition.

Christians, if you think I’ve wandered off the straight and narrow, please pray for me but love me anyway. Then, if you’re entirely without sin, go ahead and cast the first stone. I won’t promise not to duck. 🙂