Today, the Anglican Church of Canada released its convoluted explanation as to why it’s now okay for same-sex unions to be theologically acceptable.
I left the Anglican Church several years ago, specifically because of things like this.
Because they’re trying to accept same-sex unions, you ask? No, because they’re doing the same kind of thing that my young son did when he was trying to blame the cat for breaking the lamp with a green plastic light sabre. Fantastical stories and explorations of loopholes are the work of five-year-olds.
To me, religion is quite simple, and I base my logic on one fact and one… well, it’s up to you whether you accept it as fact or fiction.
Fact: Anglicans are Protestants. When Henry VIII said, “Forget this” (and we followed him–because we were too scared to argue with him), breaking the ecclesiastical rules became an inherent part of who we are. We can break any rule that doesn’t suit us. As a religious society, I believe Anglicans have the obligation to blatantly break rules that we see as harmful to someone because we are Christians; we follow Christ (not Leviticus, not Paul, just Christ) and Christ…
Fact/Fiction: …nixed the Ten Commandments and gave us merely two to follow:
36 Master, which is the great commandment in the law? 37 Jesus said to him: Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with thy whole heart and with thy whole soul and with thy whole mind. 38 This is the greatest and the first commandment. 39 And the second is like to this: Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself. 40 On these two commandments dependeth the whole law and the prophets.
To me, that second one is more important because I may not ever know if my god is impressed with my manner of love, but I’ll know if I’ve done something that I wouldn’t like done to me.
I wouldn’t like it if a group I belonged to decided that my life-style depended on a random rule from an old book that we carved up centuries ago. And I wouldn’t like it if someone poked my reading lamp with a toy light sabre and then blamed it on the cat.