I actually have class, so this will (hopefully) be finished later.

Adults are never really TOLD what to do. And these adults have to make decisions for themselves.

Only children are told what to do and NEED to oblige.

It works and…. I am actually not sure why.

Maybe it is because by the time a person is an adult, they have grown up and (hopefully) have experience + used those experiences to build up who they are. Read that again. That’s my current definition of maturity.

What my housemates and I were discussing last Saturday introduced me to this whole thing. We started off talking about what I wanted to see in our Bible Study, and spurred off onto “hey Marco, what should I do to change?”

And that was scary. Cause I know deep in my mind, that I could not honestly tell this guy to change this and that. Seriously.

This guy is one of those Christians…. maybe I should elaborate a little? This guy is a Christian who doesn’t drink, do drugs, reads the bible daily, only has Christian friends, sees “Girls can only do this” and “Wow, those aren’t figure skates, they are girl skates”, and…. you kind of get it?

So I didn’t tell him what to change. No, but I did respond with asking “Why do you not like homosexuality? If I asked you about your view, you would automatically feel awkward right?”

And…. he agreed, and here he didn’t surprise me. “Cause the Bible said homosexuality is wrong.” Okay, okay, -grumble-.

BUT, here’s where I started getting a lot out of the conversation. Another guy piped in and told his view about homosexuality. Something along the lines of….

------- “Yes, homosexuality is stated in the bible as wrong. I personally have a few homosexual friends and have even shown me their partners. I won’t condemn them and will treat them with the same amount of respect and love. But if they get married in the future, I will NOT go to their wedding. Why? Because I need to show that I do not support their relationship, not because I am prejudice but because I am living out my belief.”

Okay, I’ll stop there. This part: living out my belief.

Short and sweet. And I understand. The original guy had a friend who got drunk and had his friends do something stupid that kill this friend. (this sounds unbelievable, but when they got drunk, his friends decided it would be funny to put methanol into his alcohol. Which obviously killed him)

Now here, here is when I was surprised by how the conversation went.

After the discussion died down, they (predictably) said: “I hope I didn’t sound like I was attacking you.”

And I said truthfully: “It’s okay, just a little bit.”

Everybody wears their -worried face-.

I wore my -‘stop looking at me’ poker face-.

The non-drinking guy asked “You know, I wasn’t really saying much. Did you feel like I was attacking you?”

Me? I like, why the heck are you asking when I already answered a second ago, and everybody is feeling awkward? “I already answered that.”

Okay, guess what happened next?

a) We all went quiet and let the awkward silence sit.

b) I walked away from the situation like a mature person.

c) Somebody changed the topic.

d) Multiple choice does not allow open ended answers. You people should make your own.