True, Christ-like love is telling people the truth. It can hurt but lying is cruelty incarnate.
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It's not easy to do, but telling the truth can be a positive experience for those who have loved ones who are homosexual. It was for me and my sibling.
When I was seven years old, I was running in the woods when I tripped and my hand landed on a broken stick which stabbed into my palm.
My parents were out of town and my grandmother was staying with us. I went inside and showed her my hand. She washed it off, put some ointment and a band-aid on it.
The next day my parents got home and my hand still hurt, so I showed it to my mother. Now, keep in mind, my hand wasn't bleeding, so seven year old me was convinced that it WAS getting better. My mother's degree was in nursing, so she realized that it wasn't healing and was actually infected. So, off we went to the doctor who said it was the early stages of blood poisoning. He debrided the wound, gave me antibiotics AND said that I needed to soak my hand in very hot (almost the temperature of a cup of coffee) for twenty minutes twice a day.
Now, having my wound debrided and soaking my hand in hot water was not my idea of how a cut on my hand should be handled (in case you aren't aware, I'm very used to getting my way) and I made sure my mother knew it. My mother COULD have told me that it was getting better and maybe buy me a toy to take my mind off of it, that's what seven year old me would have considered a compassionate response. However, my mother was honest with me and she made me do things that were more painful than the original injury, but in about a week my hand was better.
Telling homosexuals that their only problem is "mean homophobics" is killing them and endangering their souls.