head banging
I was at a meeting recently. One of those meetings where a gay person is invited to 'try to explain' how the church might change. We'd been talking for a while, when the guy who was in charge said something that I presumed was an innocent mistake - the kind of theological comment that unthinkingly reduces gay people to something less than full humanity. So I stepped in and did a bit of explaining as to why I got what he was saying, but perhaps it might be useful to understand how that actually affects LGBTQI+ people. When I stopped, the guy in charge looked over at someone else and said - 'Hmm. Perhaps we ought to try and find some queer theology on this.' I wondered what he thought I'd been offering. I wondered if he'd heard anything I'd said. I wondered if it would have helped if I'd run up a rainbow flag or played disco music while I spoke. It felt like banging my head against a brick wall, because clearly nothing was going to change as a re