I come in peace! This is the first among the epistles I will be writing to you in the weeks to come. It has become expedient. And you will know why in subsequent paragraphs.
Few days ago, someone sent a message to me upon my recent posts against homosexual acts through Facebook and other social media platforms. She insisted that I am judging people like you who derive great pleasure in sleeping with your same-sex partner(s), as though am a celibate or one unsullied saint.
The person noted that I engage in sexual intercourse with the opposite sex, just like you guys do with your partner(s), and also carry out other sinful acts against God and my conscience.
Frankly, the message from the person whom I believe is a lesbian touched me a great deal. I instantly took some minutes to reflect on my life: the many inappropriate and unrighteous things I have done; the countless number of times I have engaged in fornication and how I continuously beg God to show me mercy for my misgivings of yesteryears – and today, too.
In my rather short reply to the lesbian, I noted that I am not judging homosexuals. However, she, and her likes, should forgive me if I had sounded judgemental via my recent anti-homosexual posts.
I made it clear to her that: “I am disturbed about the increasing rate of homosexuality – particularly in Bayelsa State – despite the illegal and distasteful nature of the act.”
My dear Lesbian reading this, I do not hate you. Dear gay, I do not mean to judge you to make myself feel holier and better. The judges at the law court and God exist to carryout judgement here on earth and in the afterlife, respectively. I am also not claiming to be a saint. Like you, am also dealing with my own ungodly acts. My life cannot be perfect. Of course!
That notwithstanding, the recent incessant public display of affection by several homosexuals particularly in my clime, the involvement of innocent, ignorant teens and the married, the embarrasing fights of lesbian/gay partners in public places without shame and remorse, among others, have given me cause to worry about this sexual orientation and practice of yours.
I was made to understand – right from childhood – that religion, culture and the constituted law of the land determine our choices and behavioural patterns. As you know, in Nigeria, homosexual practice is a crime, courtesy of the Same-Sex Marriage (Prohibition) Bill (SSMPA) that was signed into law by Former President Goodluck Jonathan in January 2014.
You will agree with me that most, if not all, cultures in the country are against homosexual practices. Most of us are either Muslims, Christians or believers of the African Traditional Religion. Not one of these religions support your obsession (I stand to be corrected). Hence my likes wonder what impels you to be so in love with your fellow man/woman.
Could it be that you became a lesbian/gay when an elder whom you thought cared about you harassed you while you were tender and helpless?
Could it be that you started indulging in homosexuality because of some emotional heartbreak caused by former heterosexual partner(s) you loved dearly?
Could it be that the hormones in your body make you to be sexually attracted to people of the same sex?
I wish you can tell me when it all started; how long you have been on this road. How do you truly feel whenever you sleep with a fellow woman or a fellow man? Do you feel proud and sincerely happy with yourself, knowing that majority of the people in your country see it as an abomination that ought not to be tolerated?
I wish you will spend some time to answer these questions via writing. Perhaps I – and several other homophobic Nigerians – will better understand the reason for this behaviour that irritates us so much. Perhaps by telling us the reason for indulgence we can somewhat understand and proffer ways that can take you out of the obsession.
Forgive me for seeing your obsession as an abomination. I just find it difficult to accept as normal an act that God, culture and the law frown bitterly against. I normally do not pretend to like what I sincerely loathe.
Thank you for reading to the end. I will soon write to you again.
Your concerned friend and brother,