Rev KIA looks at same-sex unions
|Rev KIA looks at same-sex unionsPart 2(Letter to Ann M. Pathic - continued)
avocado is truly an amazing fruit -- yes fruit! In fact it is
classified as a berry, a single-seed berry, and like all fruits it must
be eaten to propagate properly. If it is not eaten by just the right
kind of creature, it will die out as a species. You see, an animal just
the right size eats the fruit because of its pleasant tasting pulp. The
seed however, is hard, indigestible, bitter and even toxic. The pulp
nourishes the animal that eats it and the animal returns the favor by
planting the seed in a place far from its origin. It does this by
making use of that end of the animal not capable of facial
Thus the animal, capable of
motion because of the energy gained from the fruit pulp is necessary
for the life cycle of the inedible fruit seed. The tree nourishes the
animal. The animal plants the indigestible seed in a distant place with
a wonderful nitrogen enriched fertilizer to get the little sapling
started. The tree and the beast complete each other. This is called
complimentarity. No beast no fruit, no fruit no beast.
avocado was, dare I say it, designed to be eaten by the now
extinct megafauna, or giant animals that roamed the Americas 10,000
years ago animals like the glyptodon,
a cross between and armadillo and a delivery truck. The avocado
seed is useless to, say, a chipmunk. It is in fact a living fossil. It
exists today only because of the Aztec taste for Guacamole. If the
principle of complimentarity did not apply to avocados and football
games, it would have gone extinct a long time ago. Do you get my
point? I didn’t think so.
Here it is. If we didn’t
know about Aztecs and glyptodons, the avocado would make no sense at
all. We scratch our heads and say, golly, there is a fruit with nothing
to eat, spread and fertilize it. How can it be that this strange
anachronism is available at Super Bowl time? Look at the equipment. It
can’t be eaten by anyone or anything. They would choke on the seed.
Look at the equipment. I will not go farther than that. As far as the
avocado is concerned the pit is the important thing. As far as the
glyptodon was concerned the pulp is the important thing. As far as the
Super Bowl fan is concerned, the beer is the important thing.
It seems to be woven through the universe from protons and electrons
all the way down to Grandma and Grandpa. There seems to be a
principle of complimentarity. I give to you that you might exist, you
give to me that I might exist. An infinite number of monkeys writing on
an infinite number of typewriters might come up with the text of
Hamlet, but I dare them to come up with an avocado and a glyptodon. We
Christians see design in these thing. You might not, but if you are
among the pagans who think it’s all just a coincidence and that there
is no such as design or nature, stop nagging us about recycling and
saving the whales. Who cares about the whales anyway? (That is if you
think it’s all just a giant crap shoot.) You can’t have nature and
Well, you may say, in nature lots of animals
have variable sexualities. They also eat their young and other such
things. In order to live, to continue life, complimentarity is the
great principle. To love life is to love the other. As I have mentioned
before, there have been human societies that have esteemed same-sex
relationships. These societies have also killed their young, especially
girl babies and treated women like property. I think the case can be
made that if same-sex relationships win out over complimentary
relationships, it seems that women are the losers.
Christians are accused of discrimination against a sexual minority by
opposing same-sex marriage. Nonsense! We oppose lots of sexual
minorities by defining marriage as the indissoluble union between male
and female that is open to new human life even if new human life is not
possible in the relationship. We believe that marriage is about human
life, not about pleasure, not that we are opposed to pleasure. The pulp
of the fruit may be tasty, but the seed and its transport are the thing.
today I heard a wonderful analogy. Take a piece of tape. Stick it to a
sweater. Rip it off and stick it on a new sweater. Repeat the process.
Again. And again. Soon, the tape will not stick. The bond of sexual
intimacy is the glue that holds the tape. When that bond is lost
by frequent ripping, the joy, the sacredness of the bond are also lost.
So it is, that our society has been made dangerously, disastrously
unstable by casual, recreational sex.
children are desperate for stability. We humans aren’t viable life
forms till we are at least 18. Some men never grow up. Some women
are starting to imitate them. I remember hearing a four-year-old say,
“but we ALWAYS go to Grandma’s for Christmas!!!” Always? Four years?
Yes that’s his always.
Well mommy and daddy are having
issues and this year is daddy’s turn for visitation and Christmas will
be at the Ramada Inn. Next year it will be at their new daddy’s parents
house. Aren’t you lucky, junior? You get new grandparents and now
three sets of grandparents will give you Christmas presents. Isn’t that
nice? Pretty soon junior just doesn’t care. There is no glue.
There is no relationship worth giving or getting. Junior will probably
have to work on Christmas anyway when he’s older, but maybe he’ll call.
He certainly won’t be going to church with any of his six grandparents.
The glue is important. The design is important. Even if
it isn’t my preference, it’s still important. Sex for its own sake may
be enjoyable, but like the avocado without the glyptodon, what’s the
point? The avocado has lost its freedom, its integrity as a life force,
its importance in the life cycle. It exists only as an amusement, an
accompaniment to beer and tortilla chips.
To be continued......
Next week : the wooly mammoth theory of the differentiation of the sexes.
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Rev KIA looks at same-sex unions