No, don’t worry. You’re in the right place. We’re without Hugh for a few days, and he thought it would be a good time for me to hop on over and do a guest post. I’ve scaled back for the week on RonovanWrites, so it worked out just right. Right?
Of course, Hugh didn’t give me any ideas about what to write or any restrictions. You pick which of those two might be the most dangerous, and once we finish today, you can see if you made the right choice. Personally? I have no idea yet. I’m just typing whatever comes to mind at this point. And that is 100% serious.
What is Hugh?
The first thing that comes to mind when I think of writing something for Hugh’s blog is the word Friend. Where do I go from there? I think of our friendship and how we are an odd couple, as I call it. I am what one might call a Super Christian, or was so before an accident in my home confined me to my home. I look at that as being odd in my relationship with Hugh because people have an idea of what a Christian is. Why? Because there are some vocal people out there spreading their Church Traditions rather than the Jesus Traditions and Truths.
Hugh would never broach this subject here, but I’m not Hugh. And Hugh is not here to say, “Now, Ron, don’t do that. I don’t want you getting any more hate mail than you already receive. Let’s have some tea and Oreos and watch Mama Mia again.” Hey, don’t judge what Hugh and I do with Skype.
Hugh is a gift. God put him here on this earth for a purpose. When Hugh began to blog, I believe his purpose began to shine and be fulfilled. Just as people from every walk of life visit my blog and think I am not a bad guy and are okay with me expressing what I believe in, so to do, people feel the same about Hugh.
But with Hugh, it’s a bit different. People genuinely love Hugh. Hugh is about the most humble and genuinely loving people I’ve ever met. Instead of spending money on anniversary gifts, he donated $100 to our Friend Kate’s elderly parents, who lost their home and memories and everything in a house fire. The man knows how to love. An ocean away, and he gave.
The Odd Couple
There are people out there who claim to be something yet will hate Hugh because of his lifestyle and who he loves. Well, hate me then. I love Hugh. Hugh is an amazing man. If I lived in England, he would make a great roommate. I would need someone to keep the place from growing fungus. Yes, he would be Felix, and I would be Oscar. I doubt anyone saw it the other way around.
As a Christian, I follow Christ. When you read the words of Christ, you find nowhere does he say loving another human being is wrong. You know, the truth is, sex outside of marriage is what the Bible says is wrong. Any stone casters out there? Some will ask me do I think homosexuality is wrong. I thought I would go ahead and speak to that now.
God created us as man and woman. Then things happened. People became people, and all of us are who we are, and God loves each and every one of us. Do I understand homosexuality? No. By that, I don’t see how I would pick Brad Pitt over Angelina. Just not happening. Nope. Uh Uh. No Iron Man over the Black Widow, either. (Let me contemplate for a moment or 10.) I swear the Black Widow is like, wow. (Give me another 5 minutes.)
Okay, back to Hugh. As a friend, you won’t find anyone better. He’s always there when you need him unless it’s time for dinner. I’ve been chatting, and he says, “Sorry, Ron, dinner time.” and he is gone. Food comes first. He is a man, after all. Food. I just ate a Dove’s chocolate heart. Don’t judge me. It was my last one from Valentine’s Day. It is so good. I even wrote a Confessions post about it. I just didn’t say it was about chocolate. The comments give me the impression chocolate did not come to the mind of the readers.
The Judgers. All of us.
People judge. Christians judge. Non-Christians judge. But we aren’t to judge. I look at Hugh and see Hugh, a nice man with a kind heart. That’s all I see. Most of the time, that is it. Sure there are times I think, “Hugh’s gay.” but those are normally times when he is reviewing a Gay Romance for my Lit World Interviews site. I’m an odd Christian in that I am a Christ Follower and not a Church Traditions Follower. You can apply that to pretty much any faith or any other system of belief out there. It is challenging to follow the truth that you believe without it being contaminated by outside influences. But you can do it.
One way to do it is to keep your friends, like Hugh, in mind. My blog is known by all of the people I know in my local community on Facebook, all the way back to my grade school friends and family. Anyone can read anything I post. I openly call Hugh my Friend, my best pal on the internet, which in truth translates to my best pal in life. (I don’t get out much.) As a Deacon in a Southern Baptist Church, a former Chairman of Deacons, a former Sunday School Director, and a former Youth Pastor, I have no problem saying Hugh is my Friend.
Some are probably shocked by that Southern Baptist confession. It’s a place I hang my hat and is the closest to many of the things I believe in. Not every one of the things, but many. And you would be surprised at how the church I attend would be if Hugh walked in the door one day. He would be escorted to the front pew and have everyone shake his hand, and he would be invited to just about every Sunday School class for the next Sunday, and there is a good chance he would be taken to lunch by someone.
A young, contemporary church? Most of our members are probably over 60 years of age.
Hugh Is Loved
Hugh is loved. Not just by me but by probably every member of the WordPress family who has come across his path.
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