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The New Puritans (Way Worse Than The Old Ones)

There's a show I love called, "Criminal Minds." It's about a "Behavioral Analysis Unit" of the FBI that profiles serial killers and other violent offenders. We've been touched by violent crime in our family, so we have a great interest and admiration for what law enforcement does in this area. Great show.

Anyway, there was a killer on the show who was murdering young women because of unresolved guilt over same-sex attraction, AND his parents sent him for "reparative therapy," where he was forced to watch pornography, and raped by a woman. It's so absurd, no wonder they think we Christians are insane.

I could lodge objections against some forms of so-called "nouthetic counseling" all day long, but bottom line, this craziness doesn't fit any "pray away the gay" ideas I know of! In any case, I may just scream if I am subjected to one more consequentialist argument this week. (specifically, that it's OK to be committing homosexual acts, because at least you won't be a guilty, gay, serial killer)

There was a great moment though, in this otherwise absurd secularist morality play: The killer went back to murder his own father, and, being confronted by the agents that he didn't have to do it, Agent Rossi said: (roughly) "Listen, man. I know he only told you part of the story. What about this other part? 'Love one another, as I have loved you'?" The guy gave up the weapon. I darn near cried, I'm telling you. There's power in the words of Jesus. There is limitless power in Jesus. As long as you can still hear the words of Jesus, no jam is too big. You can take that to the bank.

I don't want any kids disowned or hurt. Let me say that clearly, in case somebody from the University of Chicago with an axe to grind doesn't understand. But there is a panoply of evil that is no better, even if it's popular. You don't love your son or daughter by "accepting" their homosexuality; they aren't loving themselves, either. And we'll all know this without question when the (adopted) children of homosexual couples are no longer silenced.

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