To make a long story short, they all agreed to my wishes and we had a pleasant Thanksgiving. Lo and behold, about a year later, they got married and were "born again". Their own children started to question their relationship and put pressure on their own parents. Now they are devout Christians that participate in all church activities and feed the poor on Thanksgiving and Christmas, the father is a deacon in his church and my niece teaches Sunday School. Could my "standing my ground" have caused such a thing as this? I don't know, but I'm convinced that by staying firm, God blessed me and them. The rest of the arguing members now seem to feel as I do for some reason.
Just by rejecting the traditions of men makes a statement to all that watch. Is it so bad to be known as the religious zealot that is a stick in the mud for Christ? My relationship is with Christ. The Word tells us we must "hate" our mother and father, our sons and daughters. Does it really mean "hate"? No, it just means Jesus comes first. You can't be double minded and follow Christ. You cannot have two masters. You will love the one and hate the other. For those that say "I don't know any homosexuals", #1,....that a lie, and #2 at some point you will have a situation that will cross your beliefs and the world. This poster is just trying to show you what Scripture says you should do if you value your relationship with God. There is no need to be hateful, but you should remain firm. It will undoubtedly be an opportunity to discuss what Jesus wants for our lives in the area of love and the sanctity of marriage.
If the world loves you, your not doing it right.
While in my first tour of duty in the AF, I spent a lot of time with two of the men in my team. One was an atheist and one a homosexual.
After I left, quite a few years later, one of them contacted me with news. He had become a Christian and the other had given up the homosexual lifestyle and found a wife.
Both of them wanted to contact me because they had given me a load of **** for four years, and I did not shift my stance. If I had wavered, their souls might be on my hands.
That is a wonderful story. Thanks for sharing!
Sola Deo Gloria!