LGBTQIA Stories and THE WORD
In some ways, telling stories is kind of like playing the game “Telephone”
Do you know the game Telephone? Everyone sits in a circle. The first person whispers in the ear of the person next to them a statement of some kind. The second person whispers what they heard to the third person. And this continues around the circle of people playing the game.
The last person in the circle tells the group what they heard (or thought they heard, it turns out). Then, the first person tells the group what they actually said. Most often, what the first said and what the last person thought they heard are in no way alike—totally different.
While “Telephone” is a game, the telling of our stories and our history can be like this when retold (especially due to forgetting and embellishing) and/or when others tell our stories after hearing us tell them.
The reader can make implications regarding my attitude towards organized religion and/or the Bible, Old and New Testaments, Koran, or any one of many, many other religious texts. For me, it does come down to LOVE IS LOVE, and I do not accept how any institution, religious or governmental, can be so anti-LGBTQIA+ based on who loves whom.
I start this essay by discussing whether the Religious Word is really from God…
