A Love Letter to the United Methodist Church
This week, the New York Times published an article about United Methodist pastor, former seminary dean, Social Ethics professor, and father, the Rev. Dr. Thomas Ogletree. Last year, Rev. Ogletree performed the wedding of his son to another man, a chargeable offense in the United Methodist Church. A complaint has been filed against him, which may lead to a church trial. Another clergy colleague and I were also named in the article as United Methodist ministers who have performed same-sex weddings. This is my response.
In 2008 I committed my first act of discrimination in the name of God. A young lesbian couple—members of my church who called me their pastor, parishioners who had welcomed me into their home and hospital rooms for prayer, full participants in the ministry of our community—made an appointment with me. With smiles on their faces, they told me that they had just gotten engaged and wanted me to perform their wedding in their beloved home church. These women were not trying to do anything radical. They were blissfully ignorant of the heated and hurtful battles within the church about whether they were sacred or sinful, family or abomination, beloved or beyond the reach of God’s love. They just wanted to commit to each other before God and church.
I said no. I did what my church asked me to do. I did not agree with it, but I was afraid of losing my job and my church and the work I felt called to do. So I blessed their cake standing next to a justice of the peace in a hotel ballroom, choosing to stand in judgment before my God instead of before my church.
The act of discrimination I committed against that couple has changed everything about my ministry. I have never wrestled with God more than I wrestled with the decision of whether or not to do that wedding. I lost sleep over it and, for years after, I could not speak about what I had done without bursting into tears. It was without a doubt a real Wesleyan moment of justification—when I was thrown to the ground by a blinding light and convicted. I had committed sin, grave sin. Like Saul himself, in the name of religion, I had caused harm to God’s beloveds.
I have talked with a number of other clergy who have experienced the agony of following church law against their conscience. I thank God that we are still idealistic enough—still alive enough—to be devastated when we act in opposition to our understanding of the gospel.
I know that these moments lead many of us to wonder why it is we choose to stay in a church that asks us to commit acts of discrimination. And that has been such an important wondering because it forces us to remember why it is we are so painfully in love with this family of United Methodists.
I love the United Methodist Church. It was Sunday School teachers in this church who taught me The Lord’s Prayer. It was a pastor in this church who gave me my first Bible in 3rd grade. It was ladies in the bell choir of this church who loved me through my awkward adolescence. I am so grateful to this church for giving me Jesus, for showing me the scriptures, for embodying God’s love day in and day out in my life.
I pray for this church. I adore this church too much to allow it to sin. And I am determined to do everything in my power to love this church into righteousness.
You see, those of us who are involved in the movement for LGBT equality in the United Methodist Church cannot be dismissed as radical activists trying to change this church into something it is not. Because we are The United Methodist Church. We sing in the choir and bring casseroles to the potlucks. We chair Trustee boards and pray at hospital bedsides. And, as we were reminded this week in the complaints against Rev. Ogletree for officiating at his son’s same-sex wedding, we devote our careers to the church, we write the Book of Discipline, we serve as deans of United Methodist seminaries, and we love our children unconditionally according the family values we learned in United Methodist local churches.
There is a young lesbian woman in my life whose mother is having trouble accepting her sexual orientation. Mom asked her one day, “What happened to make you like this?” She answered, “I am like this because of you. You taught me to be true to myself, to follow God’s call on my life, to be honest, to have integrity, and to do what is right.”
The same is true for those of us who struggle for LGBT equality in our mother church. We are like this because of you. You taught us to be true to ourselves, to follow God’s call on our lives, to be honest, to have integrity, and to do what is right. And we are so grateful.
If you want to support Rev. Ogletree and the other clergy who are ministering equally to all people, you will find suggestions here.
Pastor Vicki, you bless us with your clarity, your integrity, your tenacity, and your embracing love. May you be blessed with all you need to continue forward in our name. We are with you!
Thanks so much for your compassionate and prophetic witness. Standing with you, Bishop J.
Vicki it is that same church that put me on the path, with your help, to saving me from homelessness. Your teachings, every week,helped me re-evaluate who I am and what road to choose. As you know I am not gay but believe in marriage equality. Stay true to your convictions for God has shown you the path to take. If there are consequences to doing what is right for people then there are worse consequences for the Church for ignoring the rights of the LGBT community. The Methodist Church is lucky to have you.,
Beautiful, Vicki! Thank you so very much!
We salute and celebrate your courage to “love this church into righteousness”. Soon enough it will be realized that the easier path is to love unconditionally. Thank you for constantly inspiring me through your example.
Incredibly well put, Vicki. I am blessed to know you, and blessed to learn from you. You are a real gift to the U.M.C.
Hi Vicki:
It’s easy to empathize with your struggle.
(1) Some of us dodged going into the ministry so that we would not have to agonize over these issues
(2) But we have found that every institutional involvement — even university teaching — generates its own forms of agonized decision making. With the rest of creation we groan in travail . . .
(3) So hard to understand why homosexuality should have been such a divisive/decisive issue for many (though I have my psychological theories). Why homosexuality and not divorce? My old local congregation in Australia split in two over this (Proposition 84); then those who remained — being mostly 60+ — were unable to sustain its viability and it closed — all over a proposition to allow local congregations to make their own pastoral decisions!
(4) I find it particularly sad that those most militant for the status quo were once considered benighted outsiders who needed the white man’s gospel.
(5) That said, I don’t think the issue is an easy one — independently of institutional considerations — but that is all the more reason for tolerance and humility
(6) I love the way you are prepared to grapple with real-life concerns
Thank you, Vikki. I’ve shared the same experience. I have two friends from MA, who, when the state laws changed, became engaged, and asked me, the only clergy they knew, to be a part of that celebration, and I had to say no. I agonize over that. The missed opportunity to minister to them, not just on that day, but since. Lord, forgive us, for we know not what we do.
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What a remarkable pastor you are! It has been a joy to get to know you at the Church of the Village and to see your sweet, strong, courage to speak out for what you believe is truth. I too was raised in a Methodist Church in Jackson, MS – Capitol Street Methodist. That church during the civil rights movement voted to admit African Americans before the Methodist Church approved integration. Yes, Jackson, Mississippi. It was a church that taught me the scriptures and prayers that guide my spirituality. BUT given this foundation, it also taught me to think for myself, to question and to be tolerant of others who were different from me. They taught me apply the golden rule to everything – Whatsoever ye would that men should do to you, do ye even so to them (Matthew 7:12) or thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself (Leviticus 19:28). You, Pastor Vicki, are a true, loving shepherd of those words. I admire your willingness to listen to the voice that responds to the teachings of Jesus and say this is the right Christian thing to do.
i’m Jewish, but can i be proud of you too? i don’t know you, Vicki, but i love you and stand with you. Faced with a choice between rules on one side and love on the other … let’s go with love every time.
Genie from Newburgh
Thank you for your continued witness. We agree that the United Methodist Church should accept marriage equality for all who are prepared to marry. We were blessed by your time wth us several years ago at First and Summerfield in New Haven and pray that God will richly bless your ongoing prophetic ministry.
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