Growing up, I knew several people who were being raised, or
had been raised, by single gender households. Not because they were lesbian or
gay, but because one or the other parent was missing due to death, divorce or
some other form of absence on one half of the child’s parentage.
The argument brought up by gay and lesbians regarding
children being raised by same-sex couples, is, “that children can be brought up
by any combination of adults, as long as they are loved.”
How many of you remember a kid in your neighborhood who
suffered the loss of one or more of their parents, due to death, divorce or
illness? I recall one woman in our
neighborhood, whose mother and father had been killed in an auto accident when
she was quite young; leaving her to be raised by two old maid aunts. I recall
how many times she spoke to my mother of the problems she had being raised by two
elderly spinsters – particularly in her adolescence. Most
of all, the lack of a male parental figure in her formative years, left a huge emotional
hole for which she was never quite able to overcome; and even though she married, a husband is not a father, and she became promiscuous with multiple
lovers.
Another friend of mine, whose parents were divorced, missed
her father terribly; and even though she saw him every other weekend – she too became
promiscuous with boys. There were two
other girls in our neighborhood, being raised by their father, because their
mother had been permanently committed to a mental asylum. They suffered particular
complications from the effects of not having a mom; and their father struggled
to raise adolescent girls without a woman in the house.
Who does not remember a distinct difference between being
held by their father as a child, as opposed to being held by their mother? I
certainly remember when my father picked me up; there was an entirely different
emotional sensation created by his masculine strength and smell, which was quite different from my mother's femininity. Though I felt nurtured in my mother’s arms –
I felt safe in my father’s arms.
Mother always made sure I was properly fed and bathed and
dressed, and kissed my boo boos when I fell – while Dad always approached me
with father daughter talks of the practical aspects of life. I remember him always asking me thought provoking questions, in an effort to engage my power of reason. When I got older, it was my father who
taught me how to open a bank account, write out checks, and balance my
checkbook. And as there was no such thing as Driver’s Education in schools at
that time, it was my father who taught me to drive. He even helped me get one
of my first jobs.
Most of all, I remember him putting on a record titled “Daddy’s
Little Girl”, and placing me on his lap and singing to me along with the record,
“and you’re Daddy’s little girl”. What a
treasured memory. A girl’s father should
be her first hero, her first romance – something a mother can never replace.
But mostly, it was those indescribable things which each of
them imparted to me, from their particular gender that formed my psyche in a
way that the opposite gender could not. The
particular sound of my father’s voice, and the particular sound of my mother’s
voice, each left their own unique impressions somewhere deep down inside me, that
if one had not been there, the other could not have replaced.
It's not just about Love.
Yes, there will always be unfortunate children, who suffer
the loss of one or both parents for whatever reason. And we know from science that this creates a
loss for these children that they will need to overcome as they grow and take
their place in the world. But, does this mean that because one person is
denied something in life, that we should use that loss as a norm, or an excuse
for any number of variations to raise children? If one
man is blind, does that mean that vision has no purpose?
We’ve lost the whole understanding of why God designed
marriage in the first place. “Be
fruitful and multiply” He commanded them. Even wine growers use the term
marriage, when they graft two different vines from two different grapes, in
order to produce a completely new and unique vintage. Rose growers know they
can cut the stem of one rose and graft it onto the stem of another rose to
create a totally different bud. The word marriage was meant to describe two
different elements coming together in a merger, to bring about
something that was not there before.
Countries used to form alliances by marrying their children
to one another; the bloodlines of each Monarch being tied to the other through their
grandchildren.
Two men or two women will never be able to graft their DNA
together to create a new life. They will
never be able to tie their family’s bloodline with their partner’s bloodline. “And the two shall become as one”, as it says
in the Bible. Their sex will always be a sterile act with no fruit.
Yes, there will always be heterosexual couples who are
infertile. But that is due to something
being biologically not working.
There’s a difference in a machine not performing the task it was
designed to do, because it is broken, and not performing it because someone is
using the machine improperly. Every machine has an operator’s manual, and a
warranty which states, that if the machine is not used in the proper manner for
which it was designed, this will invalidate the warranty.
No two men or no two women will ever be able to create life from
their sexual expression. For sex is not
merely an act of expressing love – but it is an Act of Love with a PURPOSE!
There are many acts
of love. A man may buy his wife flowers –
a child may draw a picture for their mommy – a student may bring his teacher an
apple. There are even great acts of
love, such as sacrificing one’s life for one’s country and family, or being a
missionary in a foreign land. But there is only one act of love which was
specifically designed to continue the human race. Only one act of love in which
the creature joins with the Creator to share in the miracle of Creation! Only the sexual expression of love between one
man and one woman can accomplish this.
In the Bible, Jesus tells the parable of the seed. Jesus says the seed that falls on rock,
withers and dies because it cannot take root. The seed that falls by the wayside is eaten by
birds, and those seeds that fall among the thistles are choked out. Only the seed that falls upon rich fertile soil
will take root, grow and produce fruit.
It does not take a brain surgeon to figure out, that a woman’s
womb is the only fertile ground where a man’s seed may take root and live. Where
do two gay men plant their seed in one another?
What seed are two lesbian women able to receive from one another?
This is why same-sex marriage can never serve the purpose
for which God Himself instituted marriage. He created the angels, each from His own
hand. But with man, He decided to do
something different. He created the
first two human beings, and then placed within their loins the power to create
all the rest of humanity. He joins
forces with human beings, in a way He never did - even with the angels. We have
been blessed with a most awesome power!
And that power to create life is nothing to be treated casually or
carelessly! This is why marriage was
instituted. It is the sacred vessel,
wherein the earthen vessels of two human beings share with their Creator in the
awesome act of Creation.
This is why sexual expression is not simply reserved for two
people who think they love each other. It is an extension of God’s own love, which
breathes life into the whole world. This
is what marriage is for.
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