I was so proud of my 18 year old son’s reaction to the Supreme Courts ruling on same sex marriage yesterday. He was shocked and disturbed by the amount of people on his Facebook praising the decision. I didn’t fully know what his convictions were about this issue until yesterday. He has always had gay friends and has not had a judgmental attitude towards them at all. He even becomes defensive if he perceives anyone else has a critical spirit towards them.
Not long ago when there was a gay pride parade gearing up to march through Uptown, where our church is located, Forrest said to me that we should hang a big sign across the doorway that said, ‘God Loves Gays.’ His heart of love and acceptance challenged me to examine my own heart, as I was feeling a bit resentful. His sentiments revealed the hardness in my heart; I repented.
Having convictions and wanting to see the laws of our land reflect God’s heart and intention for humanity does not mean that a person is full of hate or intolerance!
Forrest’s life reflects this truth.
He wanted to post his belief on the matter with the plethora of opposing beliefs on Facebook and wondered aloud if he would be given the same kind of respect, free from judgmental attacks, that he gives others.
I pray for him growing up in a society that embraces other people’s ‘personal truth’ as ultimate Truth.
When I first went back to college ages ago, I got a part in the play, ‘The Emperors New Clothes.’ I played the emperors wife.
In the story, a king was duped by two thieves who pretended to weave magnificent new clothes in exchange for gold. The tricksters claimed that only those that were unfit for their position, stupid or incompetent would not see the magical clothing. While checking the progress of the garments, the kings officials pretended they saw something lovely to avoid being thought incompetent.
In turn, the king, not wanting to appear unfit for his job, and full of pride and fear, put on the non-existent clothing and praised them. Everyone oohed and aahed as he strutted by, parading his nakedness in the streets.
No one dared to speak the truth. Until one young boy stepped forward….
At the audition I asked if my son Forrest, who was about 5 or 6 at the time, could perform the role of the boy in the crowd. He got the part.
I see now it was a prophetic foreshadowing of how God would use Forrest to step out boldly and shine a light into the darkness; to speak the truth when surrounded by a generation that is being deceived into believing a lie, or claiming to believe it for fear of being bullied as a ‘bigot’ or fool.
…The one boy in the crowd stepped forward and proclaimed, ‘But he isn’t wearing any clothes at all!’
In the book, the Emperor cringes, suspecting the statement is true but carries on with the procession, even when others have begun voicing their agreement. However, in the version that we were a part of, the Emperor and other characters realized their pride and foolishness when the truth is spoken and praise Forrest’s character for his honesty.
The truth proclaimed leads them to repentance and deliverance from fear.
The king swooped him up, placed him on his shoulders, and crowned him king (giving him authority to rule) as we all paraded him around the theater hailing him the new king.
I suspect this alternate ending is a prophetic announcement of the call of God on Forrest’s life. It will not be for nothing when he steps boldly forward as a champion of truth, not in judgement, but with purity of heart; captives will be set free; lives will be changed; people will willingly give up their rights to rule their own lives and submit their lives to the Word of Truth.