The movie chronicles Bobbys' teenage home life. The “godly” son was embraced without judgment. Bobby, the gay son, was not. He was constantly criticized for who he was. His mother sent him to a psychiatrist to be “cured”. She put Post It notes of different bible verses denouncing homosexuality on his bathroom mirror. He was eventually told by his own mother that if he “chose” to be gay that he was not her son. She claimed to be a religious woman.
As a young woman, I was part of a Christian church that believed that homosexuality was a sin before god. I came to question that belief. It wasn’t an overnight change. It was slow. As I read more and explored spirituality. As I learned that the bible was written and interpreted by man. Different versions…different languages…more interpretations. Writings, particularly those by women, were excluded from most mainstream texts. Does God think less of woman? I don’t think so. Some of Christs closest companions and confidants were women. How is one version of the bible to be supreme over others. Questions…….
Then, what of all the other religions. I see many similarities among various different religions. Love being the center piece of most. If we only opened our eyes to these similarities, I think we would love more and hate less.How does a person who claims to be religious judge others? Isn’t one of the main components of most religions to “love others as you love yourself”. In this show the mother certainly did not do that…until her son died. Her church and parts of the community were guilty of this two faced love also. How sad.
When I began to realize that this was what was happening in my church, I was confused. The deepest part of me knew that there was more to true spirituality. Don’t get me wrong. I had many wonderful friends in the church. My pastor and his wife were very supportive of the people. Without them, I am not sure I would have survived the loss of my husband when Charles was an infant. This deepened my confusion…..
Why is it that we hate instead of loving unconditionally? We don’t have to agree with everything….but one shouldn’t hate. Isn’t that a key religious principle?
This is not necessarily meant to be a dialogue but feel free to comment if you like. This is just me thinking out loud….in my own journal. Trying to understand the journey. I continue to search for truths. To evolve spiritually. To not be stagnant. To live. To enjoy each day I have. Oddly, this has been the blessing of PH in my life. It confronted me with my own mortality in a way I had not experienced before. My life of 20 or so years ago now seems like a whole other person. I would not trade that time though because it helped make me who I am now…and I like this person.