So, sex was for a man and a woman who were married as far as I was concerned and anything else was evil.
In our Christian bubble we saw everything in black and white according to what we believed was the clear teaching of Scripture. We were good Christians weren’t we? It didn’t happen to people like us, did it? To be honest, it wasn’t a subject that registered particularly on my radar. We brought our five children up to strictly follow the Scriptures as we understood them and it never even occurred to me for a moment that we could ever have a gay child. As time went on, our lives were touched by the charismatic renewal and I was involved in ministry in different house churches and latterly pastoring Pentecostal churches, the last two being Assemblies of God. I loved working for the church and life seemed good to us. We were happily married, had five wonderful and lively children. My background for most of my adult life had been a heavy involvement in Bible believing evangelical Christian churches and after graduating from Bible College I was ordained and married my wife, Janet. Never in my wildest nightmares would I have imagined myself just a few short years later, at Bristol Pride wearing a t-shirt bearing the words “God loves gays!”
Why am i gay god tv#
Some years ago, I watched a gay Pride celebration on TV and was disgusted with the spectacle of scantily clad men and women cavorting in rainbow hues down the streets of London, and the blatant display of homosexual sexuality.