I
don’t remember when I started to support gay marriage; but I imagine it was the
first time I sat down and truly thought about it. I’ll be honest, I didn’t
ponder homosexuality, let alone gay marriage when I was growing up in the
Midwest. It was just not on my radar. Of course, after high school a few people
I knew came out of the closet and then after college there were a few more. I
didn’t think much of it. They were gay; I was not.
As
I look back, I cannot imagine the strength it must have taken my peers in the
early and mid ‘90s to let the world know the secret they’d been keeping. Some
came from families and communities that probably do not accept them to this
day. They probably lost some close friends – although. I would argue that those
people weren’t really friends to begin with. I did not truly
appreciate their revelations back then. I admire their strength now.
As
far as the issue of gay marriage goes, I do not plan to argue with people about
whether they “believe in it” or not, because it does not matter. This is not
about anyone’s religious beliefs. This issue is about a contract – we happen to
call it a marriage certificate – that is issued by the government for a fee.
I
would imagine that those with deeply held religious beliefs see that
government-issued contract for what it is and wouldn’t consider themselves
truly married until a member of their clergy performed the ceremony. So why not give equal access to that
contract?
I
would not expect the government to intervene to force houses of worship to
marry gay couples. It would be a huge infringement of our religious liberty. So
I do not think we should tolerate religious arguments to prevail when
legislating the contract of marriage.
Gay
marriage is an inevitability in this country. It is not a matter of if, but
when. I read about the laws that were on the books in most states just a few
decades ago that prohibited blacks and whites from marrying each other. They
seem so archaic now. A part of our nation’s history that is embarrassing at
best. I truly believe that my children and grandchildren will read about an
America where loving couples of the same sex were not allowed to make their
special commitment to one another official and they will see that as a relic of
this country’s not always just past.
When I get married, I will want to shout it from the rooftops and want everyone in my life to share in my happiness. I want my friends in the LGBT community to be able to do the same.
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