Freedom Of Religion

You Want Cake With That?

Referring back to the push for “Freedom of Religion” (my religious freedom, not yours) some folks were espousing the value of discriminating against homosexuals. Denying them essentials like pizza or wedding cake. They thought it might make Jesus happy. Indiana Governor Mike Pence liked the idea.

 

Here is a brief story-concept relating to that.

Sometime during the dark ages, when religion blocked the humblest light of science with a huge boulder of ignorance, superstition and a blood soaked sword, there lived a comely wench named Anna.

     Anna was a serving girl in a small proudly insignificant diner in the middle of the known universe of Brayingsville, Indiana. Anna so sweet, pure and absolutely misguided, believed that the lord would bless her little simple soul if only she would refuse service to certain sinners. The problem, which completely escaped Governor Mike Pence and many others of his ilk, was how to tell if the person is gay or heathen or, what!!? After the “freedom of religion” act was passed simple people like Anna were immediately put in a quandary. They would have to ask, who is the sinning miscreant? Then they would immediately have to judge, just like Jesus told them to*.
     Here is what Anna wondered. “What if they look like a gay, but are nearly converted to Christianity?” What if they just appear to be lesbian, like Aunt Dorothy? What if they are Christian but are the wrong kind of Christian - like a Presbyterian - or even worse, a Muslim (Muslims are kind’a Christian ‘cause they believe in Christ - you know?) Or what if they sound and act gay but are controlling their gay impulses - according to the lord? Oh goodness me, it was so much easier when we just served anybody, anybody that had money that is.
      I go to a table to take an order. There was a guy with a bible, and another guy wearing a Mohawk haircut. The bible guy was preaching to the Mohawk guy. I asked myself should I serve one but not the other? I don’t really know if a Mohawk means you are gay or not. I saw an old TV rerun of "The 'A' Team" http://www.nbc.com/classic-tv/the-a-team with a guy named “Mr. T” he had a Mohawk and he did not seem gay at all. Lord help me. Then Father Flemsey came in. I am not sure if what the Johnson's boy said was true or not since the church sent Flemsey away so quick. That was almost fifteen years ago. Well, Father Flemsey comes in with a different style hat, I could not tell if it was Jewish or Muslim hat - but it wasn't Catholic that's for sure and I'm not too sure about those Catholics either... But I'm not judging or anything.

 

*“Judge not, that you be not judged. For with the judgment you pronounce you will be judged, and with the measure you use it will be measured to you. Why do you see the speck that is in your brother's eye, but do not notice the log that is in your own eye? - Matthew 7:1-3
OOPS! He said NOT to judge, oh mercy sweet lord Jesus help me!