Then there was a church which had a problem: Every Sunday people in wheelchairs from a local hospice came to church en-masse. The wheelchairs were untidy, they blocked up the isles, the wheelchair users took ages to get into position, stopping others getting to their seats quickly, then took ages to get out again at the end of the service. “These wheelchairs are a nuisance, they’re so untidy and in the way, they’re really inconvenient, what shall we do?”. “I know, we’ll build our church as a tall tower, with 10 flights of stairs up to the auditorium”. So that’s what they did. “What about us?”, said the wheelcchair users. “Of course you’re still welcome! All you have to do is walk up the stairs just like the rest of us!!”

I don’t mean to imply that homosexual orientation is an illness or a disability, but I do intend to point out that their orientation is not their choice. Of course, if the church goers in my story can’t go anywhere without a wheelchair, I agree, they could just go nowhere at all….