I’m not homophobic….I’m homoscared

It seems like the popular thing these days is to label anyone who doesn’t approve of homosexuality as “homophobic”.  

And that’s actually a pretty smart way for the homosexuals to frame the argument.  Because from being labeled a “scaredy-cat” on the grade school playground to the pride and machismo that comes about later in life…nobody likes to be told that they’re scared of something.  And certainly nobody wants to be told that they have a “phobia”.  That’s a legit medical condition.  If you’re phobic, there’s something wrong with you.

The underlying theme to the homophobic argument is that if you don’t approve of homosexuality, you have a disorder.  You’re suffering from a mental illness.

And I’m pretty quick to tell you that I’m not homophobic.  Because the definition of a phobia is being disproportionately afraid of something, compared to the danger it poses.  You see a tiny non-venemous spider and jump up on a chair…you have a phobia because your fear isn’t proportional to how dangerous the spider is (or isn’t).

So no, I’m not homophobic.  I prefer to be labeled as homoscared.

Because the fear that I have from the homosexual agenda in mainstream America is completely proportional to the danger it poses to our society and my family.

Don’t get me wrong.  I’m not afraid of gay people, not any that I know anyway.  Every gay person I know is very kind and polite and they’re not scary at all.  I’ve had gay co-workers as guests in my home and church and would be happy to have them back again.

But regardless of how polite my homosexual friends might be, I still believe what the Bible says in 1 Corinthians 6:9-10  Or do you not know that the unrighteous will not inherit the kingdom of God? Do not be deceived: neither the sexually immoral, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, nor men who practice homosexuality, nor thieves, nor the greedy, nor drunkards, nor revilers, nor swindlers will inherit the kingdom of God.

So I believe that an unrepentant person who gives himself over to the act of homosexuality is spiritually lost.  To the same extent, no more and no less, than an unrepentant thief, drunkard, or person who’s life is consumed with greed.  You see, I’m not afraid of homosexual people.  I’m afraid of the modern homosexual agenda.  And my fear really has nothing to do with homosexuality itself.

My fear is in the notion that I have to accept sin.

The modern homosexual agenda says that if I don’t accept homosexuality I must be suffering from a mental disorder.  And that scares me.  It scares me for how it’s tearing apart our country.  It scares me for how it’s tearing apart our churches.

And I’m scared to death to see my kids raised in a culture that demands that blatant, unrepentant rebellion against God is OK.  And that fear is completely proportional to the danger that’s present.

It has nothing to do with homosexuality.  If there were a current agenda in the media to make theft socially and morally acceptable, I’d be scared of that too.  If there were a current agenda in the media to make drunkenness socially and morally acceptable, I’d be scared of that too.

(Now, an argument could be made that the media does portray drunkenness and theft and adultery and a lot of other sins as OK.  And that’s true.  But I’ve never seen anyone labeled as “theftophobic” or “drunkophobic”.)

Since my fear is proportional to the danger (the danger of raising my children in a world where society demands that they approve of sin), I’m not homophobic.  Label me if you want, but at least label me correctly.  I prefer homoscared.