Dear LGBT-Supporting 'Christian Mommy Bloggers': Holiness Is the Path to True Joy

It’s June 16, 2017, and I’m in rural, midwest Ohio. I’m surrounded by miles of cornfields and it feels as though I’ve escaped from the reality of the outside world. Satellite internet comes in intermittently and there are only five channels on TV. It’s peaceful, it’s calm.

In Columbus, Ohio, just a short hour away, there's a bustling city known for its hockey, football, and LGBTQ pride. This weekend Columbus hosts Pride Festival 2017, where they boast “The Best Pride in the Midwest.” Toss in heretical “Christian” mommy bloggers and you have a glimpse of our world today.

But although I live in the middle of nowhere I cannot and will not hide from the heart-wrenching reality of the lies that are overtaking friends, families, and quickly infiltrating the local churches.

I am not a mother, nor do I follow “mommy bloggers,” but over the past year I have noticed a disruption in that sphere of the blogging world. Two of the most well-known “Christian” mom bloggers came out in support of the LGBT movement. Jen Hatmaker posted a status on Facebook that ended with, “My message to you today is simple, LGBT gang and all those who love you: You are loved and special and wanted and needed.”

Momastery blogger Glennon Doyle Melton recently "came out," divorced her husband, and found “true love” by choosing to marry another woman. Both of these women bloggers have millions of Christian and secular mom followers. Hatmaker and Melton highlight their “messy beautiful" lives, showing other moms the reward and hard work required for the life they so desperately seek.

Elle magazine has recently published a long-form essay highlighting the ups and downs of the life of Glennon Doyle Melton. She spent her early years living a tragically sad life, yet on the outside appeared as if she had it together. Her college years were spent in a drunken stupor, but a baby “changed” it all. She married the baby’s dad, and settled down into “mom” life, quitting her deathly habits altogether. She had kids and enjoyed married life for years until she finally found her “true love” — another woman. Her husband explained how he learned about her decision:

As for Craig, he remembers receiving an urgent text message from Glennon one afternoon, saying she had something very serious to discuss. “It sounded like 911, like Code Red,” he tells me over the phone. “I rushed home. On the way, I was thinking, Either she has cancer, or she’s gay.”

When he found out it wasn’t cancer, “I hit the floor bawling,” he says. “I was just so happy she wasn’t going to die.” Then came a wave of “sadness, confusion, and anger,” he says. “I thought we had been doing things the right way. Both of us had been working on ourselves. We’d entered a phase that was supposed to be a new life for us. It was a shock. It felt like the end of the world.”

But eventually, Craig says, he felt he had no choice but to accept his new reality. Glennon and Abby are, after all, “two women following their hearts,” he says, slipping into Glennon-speak. “Isn’t that what life is all about? Finding true love? If Glennon is happy, and Abby is happy, and the kids are thriving, what’s wrong with that?” “