Not long ago I was invited to an event and ushered to my seat at a dinner table. My place at the table was next to two women who loved each other very much.
Both were curious, charming, well-read, and remarkably competent in their respective fields of work. One had been raised, fairly happily, in a Christian home and the other was actively searching for truth wherever that might lead her.
The couple hoped to get married and were currently visiting places of worship in hopes of finding a church home to settle down together and possibly raise a family.
“Maybe we could visit your church? Do you affirm gay marriage?”
I prayed for light.
I was torn, because I am yoked to Jesus, who calls himself the Truth of God.
I was torn, because I knew Jesus was inviting these women into a journey with him, and there I sat, rather intimately, at their right hand.
I was torn, because I am a daughter and image of the living God, whose wisdom I trust.
“I think you should come visit this Sunday” I said, “I’ll meet you in the Gallery and we’ll save you two seats.”
I was reminded of a story about Brennan Manning, who literally hopped up and down with joy when he saw his friends approaching. Was this the light in answer to my prayer?
Yes. I would jump up and down the day I saw these two approach the doors of our church. I would walk with them down the aisle to our saved seats. I would awkwardly whisper instructions about eating the bread and drinking the wine and kneeling to pray. I would introduce them to friends and family and invite them to dinner.
And I would do this, not because my church “affirms gay marriage” (we don’t), but because God raised Jesus from the dead! We serve a just King who is able to do abundantly more than we could ever imagine in his world, and through his people.
We are yoked to Christ – the faithful, obedient, and risen son of God.
This is a great mystery worth our full attention.
Shalom to you and yours!