A few years ago, my pastor started an evangelism campaign titled "House On Fire". He wanted us to consider how we would act if we saw our next door neighbor's house burning. Would we walk away, afraid to wake him from a blissful sleep, or would we sound an alarm, maybe even go into the house and pull him out? If we would be willing to risk our lives to save the earthly life of our neighbor, why are we not willing to risk our emotional comfort to help save the eternal lives of those same neighbors.
Supporting the legalization of gay marriage leaves those who are living homosexual lives sleeping soundly in their beds until they burn to death. We must sound the alarm for them, we must wake them from the lies they have been told. Only when they know they are in danger can they seek salvation. This is real love, forgetting my own comfort in this world, facing the ridicule and anger of many in order that even one might recognize their sin and be saved.
It wasn't until I knew that my own sin damned me that I accepted Christ's sacrifice to atone for my sin. I am eternally thankful for those who loved me enough to tell me I was wrong, even when I didn't like what they had to say.
