A few weeks ago, I was outed. This was very inconvenient* (I'm working on the art of understatement...see note below). The story: a guy from church discovered that I am gay and decided it was in the best interest of everyone if he came and talked to me about it face-to-face. We talked things over, shook hands, and went our separate ways.
Actually, that's not what happened. The sleuth decided instead to go directly to an Elder and to skip any discussion with me. The Elder then decided it would be in the best interest of everyone if he came and talked to me about it face-to-face. We talked things over, shook hands, and went our separate ways.
Actually, that's not what happened either. The Elder decided instead to go directly to the Preacher and to skip any discussion with me. Thankfully, the preacher decided it would be in the best interest of everyone if he came and talked to me about it face-to-face (no, really, he did).
So, a guy, the preacher, and the Eldership know that I'm gay. What now? My discussion with my preacher started off exactly as I would have imagined. He told me what he thinks, I told him what I think, etc., etc. Basically, the point was that, while I can continue to attend services, I can no longer lead singing or serve communion (or serve in any other public way). In addition, I move from being a 'member of the church' to being an 'attendee of the church.' Basically, I have to decide if I can handle having a secondary role/status in the Church. If not (so the subtext of the conversation went), move on to the UCC or Episcopal Church down the street. All this was expected but, while painful, something I can probably deal with. Actually, the conversations behind my back hurt more than being told I'm not fit to serve as a songleader.
But then the guy threw me a curveball (more background necessary):
I am (to put it mildly) "loud" in class...basically, I'm the guy you hope you ever have to deal with as a Bible class teacher. I come to class prepared, say what I think and am not afraid of good and honest debate. Thankfully, the Church I attend is the sort of place I can say crazy things without being thrown out on my ear. One of the things that I and others in my congregation feel very strongly about is gender equality in Churches of Christ (insert shameless propaganda: visit www.gal328.org as soon as you finish reading this post). Finally, the 'issue' of the 'role' of women in the Church (ugh, how I hate CoC terminology) may be coming to the forefront of the congregation's collective consciousness (that is, we may soon have a class where we discuss the topic).
Great, right? Wrong. The preacher brought to my attention a very interesting point. My presence in said class may actually do harm to a cause about which I care very deeply. One of the questions that invariably comes up when Churches discuss gender is: where does it all end? If there really is 'neither...male nor female,' can a woman marry a woman? If we shake up our traditional hermeneutics and read texts on women differently, do we have to read Romans 1 differently? Churches often throw the proverbial baby out with the proverbial bathwater due to fear of the proverbial slippery slope (ah, I love proverbs). Reworking your hermeneutical framework can be scary, especially if there is no end in sight.
Certain questions WILL arise in the conversation, and the Elders will be there when the questions come up. The 'gay issue' and the 'gender issue' WILL become linked in the minds of many people (for good reason, I must say). What will the Elders, whom I want to convince that men and women have equal place in the church, think if I (the crazy gay liberal who just won't shut up) am one of the loudest voices for change? They will, at best, write me off as a ridiculous person to be ignored and, at worst, they may (and likely will, according to the preacher) be afraid to talk too much about gender out of fear of where it may lead us.
I may have to leave because my very presence may become a distraction in a vital conversation. A lack of focus on social justice (of which gender justice is a small part) is the gaping hole in CoC theology. Our generation must redefine our denomination's core values so that Churches of Christ can turn our theological focus to matters more important than whether our Church has an organ. It is a matter of love and a matter of integrity, and it is the right thing to do. I could not forgive myself if I did damage to this cause by becoming a distraction in the conversation (on the other hand, maybe I've already done all the damage I can do...I mean, the secret's out, right?).
So, to sum up, the dilemmas facing me now are (1) whether to continue to to be involved with this particular conversation, accepting a diminished role (read: secondary status); and (2) if I stay, whether leave the congregation when it begins to discuss gender equality in order to avoid doing damage to the cause.
Fun times.
*Postscript: I sort of glossed over the way I felt upon being outed. This has happened before (actually, I was outed to my entire family). To sum up, it is an incredible violation. The part of you that you've hidden for so long (to avoid expulsion from your family, church, and Christian university) is ripped away from you and exposed for all to see. It hurts. A lot. Kinda like a surgeon has cut you open, jumbled you up on the inside, and left you to figure out how to sort things out and close the wound.