The Catholic Church has always taught that we should love the sinner but hate the sin. That’s exactly what we’re expected to do when we have a family member or friend who is homosexual. The Church’s official position on homosexuality can be found in paragraphs 2357 through 2359 of the Catechism of the Catholic Church, which provide as follows:
Last weekend at the Kapow Comic Convention in London, a representative of DC Comics announced that one of its previously “straight” superheroes was going to come out as being gay. When ABC News later asked Courtney Simmons, DC’s Senior Vice President of Publicity, about the announcement, she confirmed that “one of the major iconic DC characters will reveal that he is gay in a storyline in June.” In a separate interview, Bobby Wayne, the senior Vice President for Sales, said that the company “had evolved,” a reference to President Obama’s recent endorsement of same-sex “marriage.”
The year was 1988. Georgette and I had four children – Harry, 7; Anna, 5; Maria, 4; and Laura, 1. During the last week in May, I told my three older children that if the weather cooperated, we were going to plant a garden on Saturday. When I told them, they all got excited and started looking forward to the adventure.
I’ve only been to one high school reunion since graduating in May of 1975. I never had the desire to attend one until I received a letter in 1995 inviting me to the 20 year reunion. After I received the invitation, I tracked down my best friend from high school. He was living in Chicago at the time, was married, and had two children. Like me, he had not gone to any of the previous reunions.
On a Friday night about eight years ago, I got myself into an argument with one of my college age children (“the college student”). The argument centered around a certain movie that I thought was morally objectionable. At one point, the college student blurted out: “Dad, most Catholics would not agree with you about this movie. You’re too extreme when comes to things like this. I can only think of two other people who would agree with you: grandmother (my mom) and Aunt Patty.”
In last week’s article, A Prowler In The House, I threw down the gauntlet and challenged fathers to start conducting surprise inspections of their son’s iPods, cell phones, computers, and other devices.*
I have a rule that my teenage daughters are not allowed to download any songs from the Internet to play on their iPods until I’ve given my approval. Do you know what I call the wires that come out of an iPod and connect onto the small earphones that go into a teenager’s ears? Pipelines. Here’s what travels through those pipelines: (1) sewage that is pumped directly into our children’s brains (and imaginations) that will eventually corrupt the way they think and behave; or (2) meaningful music that can help our children to ponder and appreciate some of the beautiful things in life.