My father’s mantra over the past eight or nine years has been, “Love the sinner, hate the sin.” It is the guiding principle in his relationship to me since I came out to him. There are a few problems with the practical application of this mantra.
I marvel time and again at the intense fear in which some Christians live. For a people with the hope of salvation, they don't seem all that happy. I suppose, though, that I would be pretty miserable if I had been trained to believe that the devil lurks everywhere, and that every worldly person or thing is a tool he uses to lure us into eternal damnation.
