Remember a few posts back when I talked about the gay guy I work with? Yeah, so we've hung out a few times after work since then. He's been a good friend. We went and saw 300 last week, which I must recommend to any of you who indulge in R-rated movies. The cinematography was awesome and the action was non-stop.
Anyway, so I was driving home from work tonight and he calls me up on the old cellphone. He chatted about some random stuff for a little while, and I could tell he was skirting around something. Finally he says, "Now, you've told me that you are Mormon. I don't know much about Mormons. Tell me about your church."
That kind of caught me off guard. I said, "Well, do you have several hours to talk?" He said yes, so I rattled off a few introductory statements and then exploded into a first discussion. It was wild. I was driving home, cellphone in one hand, steering wheel in the other, fighting traffic and trying to sound as sincere and spiritual as I could given my current situation. I told him about God and his love for us. I told him about prophets. I told him about Joseph Smith. I told him about the Book of Mormon. I told him that he didn't have to take anybodies word for it, but he could study it and pray about it himself.
He was enthralled in the conversation and agreed whole-heartedly to read the Book of Mormon. Then he said, "Well, this is all really interesting to me, but I do have to ask you one question. What is the Mormon's stance with homosexuals?"
There were approximately 12,587 things that went through my mind in that instant. I paused for a moment, collected my thoughts, and then told him that I was a gay Mormon. I explained that the church welcomes and accepts all people, but there are certain lifestyle choices that are not accepted. I told him that based on many very spiritual experiences I have had in my life I had made the decision to live as a Mormon should. He told me that a friends of his had always berated Mormons and our anti-gay policies. I explained that they weren't anti-gay policies, they were anti-certain-types-of-behavior policies that apply to everyone, not just gay people. He went on to explain how he just couldn't accept what other people were telling him because I was nice and every time he sees and talks to me it puts a smile on his face and makes him feel good all day. Wow. I've never had a girl tell me that. It really made me feel good.
So we talked a bit more about the church, but I was getting bad reception on my phone so I asked if he wanted to just meet somewhere for dinner and we could chat. We met up at this really good little Mexican restaurant (ohh, how I love Mexican food) and spent the next 2 hours talking. We talked more about the church, I talked about my mission, we talked about work and just our lives in general. All in all it was a fun evening. I got to bear my testimony, I committed him to read the Book of Mormon, and we became closer friends.
Here's the part where I say, "uh-oh, this can't be good." I grab my leftovers and he his and we walk out to my car. I put my stuff in the car, and turn around to say goodnight. He gives me a hug in just a casual, friendly manner and thanks me for meeting up and talking. We separate, and then he says, "wait a minute, I need to give you another hug." I said okay, not thinking anything of it. Well, he hugs me again, but in a more than friendly way, and kisses me on the neck. That caught me completely off guard. We separated and I just smiled and said goodnight and went home. I didn't want to enjoy it, but I really did.
1 And it came to pass after these things, that God did tempt Abraham, and said unto him, Abraham: and he said, Behold, here I am.
2 And he said, Take now thy son, thine only son Isaac, whom thou lovest, and get thee into the land of Moriah; and offer him there for a burnt offering upon one of the mountains which I will tell thee of.
4 Therefore, they must needs be chastened and tried, even as Abraham, who was commanded to offer up his only son.
Is this my Abrahamic test?