The Supreme Court Will Now Hear Arguments on Whether Love Needs a Permit
When the healers start needing healing, and the courts confuse compassion with control, the gospel starts sounding like a hostage negotiation.
Somewhere in America, a “Christian counselor” is demanding the right to tell teenagers that God hates how they love. He calls it therapy. I call it emotional taxidermy.
They say it’s about free speech. But what they really want is the freedom to keep their hands on the steering wheel of someone else’s soul.
Funny thing. Jesus healed people by touching them, not by fixing them. He didn’t pull a demon out of affection. He didn’t prescribe heterosexuality as a sacrament. He just looked at the broken and said, you’re already whole.
Imagine standing before the Living Christ and arguing that the best way to love your neighbor is to reprogram them. You’d think the thunder would hit mid-sentence.
But no — now it’s constitutional.
The right to traumatize in Jesus’ name.
If this court rules that cruelty is a form of counseling, I hope every teenager they try to “save” starts speaking in tongues the moment the conversion begins. Not holy tongues. Ancient ones. The kind that curse politely and call down migraines on oppressors.
Because here’s the divine joke:
You can’t pray the queerness out of creation.
It’s woven into the rainbow God promised never to break again.
Blessed are the ones who escaped the therapy chair and still believe in love.
Blessed are the ones who found God on the other side of someone else’s scripture.
They don’t need conversion.
They are the conversion.
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