I stood in the parking lot of Tijuana Flats this past week and held my daughter. I’m probably not going to see her for a year as she ventures off to the Pacific for her next adventure in living life like it’s valuable and precious. I closed my eyes and took in the scent of her and wished for the moment to be sealed in my memory forever so it wouldn’t go away.
Once again, through my children, I felt love. I’ve known this incredible person all her life. You could take away her accomplishments and her smile and the way she can drop character and become super goofy at the drop of a hat. You could take away the pretty blonde hair and the biting sense of humor she picked up from me. You could take away everything and I’d still love her.
In Luke’s Gospel, Jesus asks if your child asks for a fish to eat, would any parent give him a snake? If he asked for an egg, would any parent give him a scorpion? (Actually, if your child is a 12-year-old boy, he might think the snake and scorpion are cool, but…) If we, who aren’t as good as God know how to give our children good things, then how much more does God?
I’ve been angry at both of my children. I’ve wanted to kick their little asses and rattle their heads until the two working brain cells collided with each other and produced something that might resemble a reasonable thought. I’ve sent them to their rooms lest they remain in my sight and produce out of me a rage that would make Darth Vader scared.
But I’ve never stopped loving them. And I can never, ever turn them away. I can’t imagine my children going through the worst week of their lives and being too angry to offer an embrace to let them know they aren’t alone.
The only way they’ll be out of my life is if they choose for that to happen. And even then, if they came back, I’d run to them and embrace them and love them like they’ve never been loved before.
Even if they were gay.
I know enough not to give my children snakes and scorpions. My Father, who is the perfection of love, is a far better parent than I am. He can love perfectly.
Even if they are gay.