I’m out of town today, so I’m visiting a church for worship. I chose an Episcopal church. They routinely fly an LGBTQ flag out front. To be clear, I don’t agree with it. So, why am I here? I want to hear what they are teaching, even if I don’t agree with it. The numbers in the church this morning tell the truth. The attendance is abysmal. The sermon was about loving your neighbor and fighting hate. It was very light on the Bible and heavy on pageantry. I didn’t learn anything. I talked to the associate reverend, Kathleen. I asked her about their views about combatting sin and homosexuality. She looked defiant, her face became taught, her jaw clenched. The love your neighbor sermon was being put to the test. They don’t believe homosexuality is a sin and that Jesus never addressed sexuality. But, what about Paul? He certainly addressed it. She glanced over that quickly and said she had to get ready for the next service. To be fair, I have no doubt she did. It was obvious they did not want to discuss tough subjects. I have much respect for my pastoral staff. They would have taken the time to discuss these issues. To them, I say thank you. You have made me a stronger follower of Christ. I’m glad I came here. It made my commitment to my church even stronger. What do you think?