quote:Originally posted by DustinSmith:quote:Originally posted by Bill Gray:
Next, you tell me, "You have had homosexual thoughts since you were a child (as you clearly wrote in another post). You have known your whole life that you were gay, and it freaks you out, because your religion has taught you that it's wrong to be gay and that gay people burn in hell for eternity."
I challenge you to produce that post.
Here you go, homo. Read your first post.
http://forums.timesdaily.com/e...771054867/m/10810108
Good, Dustin,
Now, let's let everyone read the post on which YOU base your statement:
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Could I Have Chosen To Be Homosexual?
Posted 17 April 2010 05:49 PM
Hi to my Forum Friends,
In the Religion Forum discussion I began titled "Are Folks Born Gay? - And Do Morals Save Us?" -- my Friend, Sofa, asked me, "Here is a question that Bill will not answer: Bill, were you born heterosexual (assuming you are, that is). If so, could you "choose" be become gay?"
Actually, I was born, i.e., created in the image of God -- but, alas, my earliest ancestors, Adam and Eve, made a bad choice in the Garden of Eden -- and, I was born with a defect, a sin nature. Yet, even with that -- I still retained enough of the God created person, with the God given genes -- to make me heterosexual.
How do I know this? Well, since God created us man and woman; since God ordained and officiated at the very first wedding -- one man and one woman -- we know that this is His format and His plan for marriage, for creating and growing the family. And, the family is the foundation of the God created mankind.
Could I have "chosen" to live the homosexual lifestyle? Yes. But, praise God, I did not.
But, let's rewind the tape and see what could have happened when I was a young kid. Suppose I had been abused or molested by an adult as a child. This could have warped my sense of being, my self image, to the point that I wanted to avoid sexual relations with women -- or felt inadequate to have a relationship with a woman. And, the alternative would have been a relationship with a man -- like running into a dark cave to avoid the boogie man who had abused me -- but, instead, becoming him.
As a young man, I did have incidents which could have affected me negatively. When I was about twelve, I was hitch hiking in my home town of Sheffield. Two men in their twenties picked me up. It was not until I was in the car that I realized they were drunk. As we were driving down Jackson Highway, we passed a girl walking -- and one of them asked, in a crude manner, if I had ever been with a girl. Of course, I said no. One turned to the other and said, "This boy is no good. We should just kill him." They most likely were just joking -- but, how many times, with people who are drunk, have jokes turned into reality? Fortunately, I was sitting by the door and when we stopped for a red light, I jumped out and ran.
Fast forward, I was a junior in high school -- and, yes, still a virgin. Three times in less than two months, while hitch hiking, I was approached by homosexual men. This began to scare me; making me wonder if something was wrong with me, that I attracted these kind of people. The third one really stuck in my mind. I was hitch hiking from Florence and a rather rotund man in a new Buick picked me up. When we got into Sheffield, he drove to the Sheffield Hotel on Montgomery Avenue (which later became a hospital) -- and when he parked, he asked me to go into the restroom with him, telling me, "I will make you feel good."
I told him to stuff it -- and I ran like crazy to the Pool Hall across the street from the Colbert Theater on Montgomery Avenue. This third attempt had made me really feel dirty; had actually made me begin to wonder if something were wrong with me -- that, three times in just a few months -- homosexual men had approached me. I wanted to be with my pool hall friend who, to me at that time -- were normal.
The following year, my senior year at Sheffield High, I was on the varsity basketball team. We played a game against a team in another town, in their gymnasium. After the game, we showered, and I was the first to come back into the gym. Our coach, Ray Collins, was standing in the middle of the gym talking with the principal of that school. And, guess what? Yes, it was the same rotund homosexual who had tried to molest me the year before.
When I saw him, I felt dirty again -- but, as a young boy, I was too afraid to tell Coach Collins or to report the man. Now, I wonder how many other boys I allowed to be molested because I was too afraid to report this man who was in charge of all the students at that school. I have often wondered, now that it is too late to change anything -- how many boys were led into a life of homosexuality because they were too afraid to say no to that homosexual high school principal. And, I have wondered how all this would have changed if I had just had the courage to report him.
Fast forward a bunch of years. I am now twenty-five and attending acting school at the Theater of Arts in Santa Monica, California. One evening as we were just sitting around chatting, one of our teachers who had been in Hollywood for many years, told of personally knowing James Dean. His story of Dean's accidental death in his sports car was quite different from what we normally hear.
According to him, James Dean, when he was a young, aspiring actor from Indiana, had come under the influence of a homosexual casting agent. Wanting to make it as an actor -- Dean went along with this man's seductions -- but, over the years, became very depressed because of the lifestyle he was now living. According to this teacher who had known James Dean -- he strongly believed that Dean recklessly caused the accident which took his life -- his escape from the homosexual lifestyle he had been lured into through his ambition. And, if you ever read the report of Dean's accident -- he was driving his Porche sports car at very high and dangerous speeds on a narrow road near Paso Robles, California. This may or may not be true. I am only telling you what my acting teacher in the mid-1960s told us. But, it does ring true when I consider the experiences of my youth.
So, Sofa, could I have chosen to go into the homosexual lifestyle? Yes, anyone could -- if life circumstances were such that one wanted to, or needed to, escape from the reality of their current life.
And, this is why we, both Christian believers and secular non-believers, who have been fortunate enough to not have been pulled into the homosexual lifestyle -- sincerely need to tell our Friends who are caught up in this unnatural lifestyle, "There is another way! There is a way out of that lifestyle. And, it can start with Jesus Christ." They may or may not believe you. But, if only one is brought back from the precipice, from the edge of darkness -- it is worth the effort.
God bless, have a wonderful, blessed day, Bill
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Dustin, all this proves is that you have either a reading problem or a comprehension problem. But, you can take a remedial reading class to help you read better. And, there are medications to help with comprehension and lack of concentration problems. I pray you will avail yourself of this direly needed assistance.
God bless, have a wonderful, blessed day,
Bill
