I so have wanted to find a way to reach them, to build a bridge. I tried to explain that my faith in God and my prayer life has never been stronger, which might as well be speaking Klingon to them. They just will not allow themselves to consider that they may have been wrong about this.
I guess, in the back of my mind, I had hoped that by attending the evening services I would show them how happy I have been, and that my faith is more than intact, but they are just like the Pharisees in Jesus' time, inventing rules and sins that were not from God, in order to elevate themselves and condemn others. It is just as simple as that, and just as sad.
I am so thankful that their views are becoming more and more marginalized in our world today, even while I am sad for them. I only wish I could reach them and change their minds. Some people are willfully ignorant and cling to their bias like a security blanket.
I know that Jesus loves me just as I am. There can be no sin in being the very best that I was created to be. There is great tragic sin in misleading others to hate.