When ‘Non-Denominational’ Really Means ‘Homophobic’
My mom’s church, a massive, hip and inviting establishment located in Plymouth, Michigan, seems to welcome, with open arms: parishioners who are divorced, those who have had sex out of wedlock, even convicts and other “sinners.”
The church’s marketing is perfectly in sync with today’s youth culture—it’s pithy, it’s non-judgmental, it’s downright comical sometimes. “Come one; come all,” they seem to proclaim. Except if you’re homosexual.