"Any questions?" Asked the man atop the podium.
In the back a small hand goes up. It belongs to a small little girl who owned the question.
"What is your question small child?"
"What about gays?" she asked.
The man stumbled at this question; he was not ready for a little girl to even know about this yet.
"What about them?" He replied.
"You said we should love everyone and not to judge them but what I’ve heard from the grown-ups that go here is that they do not like them. They don’t want them to get married and have a family. I want to get married to the one I love and have a family but what if I grow up and be gay? Does that mean I have to give up the lord and start a family without him, or stay with the lord and never have a family full of happiness?" She said.
The man started to sweat, "You do not have to give up the lord or your family. You just have to choose not to be gay, and if you feel that way then come to me and we shall pray to the lord. With his help you will have your family and not have to give anything up."
"So if I am gay then the lord does not love me?" She said, "He would want me to change and become something different? He will not love me for whom I am and he would wish for me to be someone different?"
"No he will love you not matter what, He just wants you to become someone better." He said sure he solved the issue.
"What is wrong with being gay? They are not hurting anyone, why does the lord hate them?" She asked.
"He does not hate them, it is just wrong to be that way." He said.
"Why? There are much more mean things in this world that the lord should worry about. In the scriptures there is death and hurtful things." She said.
"The lord worries about them as well, but we need to do what we can where we can as his children." He said a little upset.
"But the lord said, do not judge, it his job and we should love one another. Why do so many hate the gays?"
"Ok that is enough of that." He said to her, "You should just know that the lord loves everyone."
"But?" she said.
"Any other questions?" He said cutting the small girl off.
The small girl teared up and ran to her parents, where both of them hugged her.
“I don’t want to lose you mommy!” The small girl cried. “You are gay and the lord does not like who you are so I do not want to go to heaven. I do not want to meet such a mean person. I know my mommies are wonderful parents and would not hurt anyone. I will stay away from heaven and the lord because he hates my mommies.”
The man atop the podium looked at the young girls parents and learned quick the small child came from a gay house hold.
"I told you," Her mother said, "they do not have all the answers and they judge people. When someone comes up with a new idea they get scared and make sure they are not heard. Never doubt what you have asked today, and keep an open mind."
"Do not be blinded by faith. Just love all and live a happy life, treat each as an equal and do what kindness you can do where you can." Her other Mother stated.
With that all three left.
The man atop the podium was in awe of what he had heard. He would not let this shake his faith so he pushed it out of his mind.
"Any other questions?"
A hand in the back went up.
This time the hand belonged to a man.
"What about Satan?" He asked.
The man atop the podium was a little more than angry by this point. “Where were all these people coming from?” He wondered to himself
"What about him." he asked with regret and a hand over his face.
"Like that little girl said, the lord wants us to love one another." The man said.
"And from what you have told me the devil is my brother. Yet you say ‘do not let him in your house.’" The man said.
"Yes, the devil is evil and only wants to hurt and take advantage of you." The man a top the podium replied confidently.
"I know that, whatever the devil did to piss off the lord that bad must have been terrible. But to turn away my brother seems hard for me to do. I will not let him take advantage of me nor will I trust him fully." The man asked. "When I mess up with my family or friends they want an apology."
cutting the man of, the man atop the podium stated, "That is what we are waiting for from the devil. He will not give it to his father."
"Well I do not blame him. When I know I should say ‘I’m sorry’ and try to make up for my mistake, it is hard especially when everyone around you is treating you badly. It makes you feel like what you did needed to happen and you were in the right, even if in the back in your mind you know you are wrong." the man said," So maybe if we want the devil to apologize we should accept him back and encourage him to admit his wrong doing."
"No you should not, he has to be punished for what he has done."
"Do you not think he is being punished? Cast away from heaven, from his brothers and sisters, from his mother and father? The poor guy cannot even have a family, no kids no loving wife no happiness. That would eat me away inside watching all these people around me enjoying each other’s company and bringing smiles to small children and loved ones. I would probably strike out too. The devil also does not judge he accepts people as they are, never questioning their past but loving them as who they are. With that in mind, I do not think the lord judges either I think that is what people like you do when you come across something new and different, you shun it."
"Okay!" the man a top the podium yelled. "No more questions, go home, read the scriptures and pray. The lord will answer them!"
"I have done that and he answers them all the time. He told me to love all and live a happy life, treat each as an equal and do what kindness you can do where you can." Chimed the man’s voice once more, he then stood up, tucked in his darkened wings and walked away on cloven hooves. Still looking for a place where he can be welcomed and not blinded by a faith that is full of hate.