My compassion is stronger for the innocent than for the guilty. That means I mourn for the kids who have to be subjected to this subject endlessly just because the government requires their attendance at school. I grieve for the children who are adopted by homsexual couples and have no chance to even develop a normal, strong moral character or concept of right and wrong. I hurt for the family members of those who choose to live in this sin, because they are often corrupted and desensitized by constant exposure to it, and by society's constant demand that they be "loving," which really means that they celebrate it as a normal diversity. If they aren't corrupted too, they are left scorned by a society that has it's values turned upside-down. My strongest compassion is for them, the ones trying to hold onto what is good, moral and roght. I feel for the parents who are pressured to not instruct their children in the way they should go on this subject. I stay awake thinking of the kids in government social services who receive these lessons in perversity as part of their counseling sessions. It's not that I have no sympathy for the sins of the homosexual, particularly those who came on this sinful desire through over-exposure to it themselves, or worse, through being sexually abused as children. I have tremendous sympathies for some of those. But I have way less sympathy for those out and proud and selling it to other innocents. And even less (yes even less) for those who claim the name of Christ while they scornfully condemn the few truth speakers left in the world.
My Compassion and prayers are for all, especially those who are greatly burdened - no matter the gravity of their sin. I do not agree with many, many, many things they say and do [judging the actions wrong]... but I remind myself often, God is to judge their hearts, not me.
It's a fine line for "good" sinners, "us", and the "bad" sinners, "those gays" etc.” [tongue n' cheek]
Christ said He came for the unrighteous not just the righteous.