Even then, I was never afraid that my sister would kick me out of her house—when we finally had an explicit conversation years later, she said I was waiting for you to tell me. You’re my baby, I don’t care how wrong you are. And even though this confirmed that she believed I was wrong, it still meant a great deal in practical terms that she could accept my sinfulness enough to care and provide for me. Jesus, according to John Hagee and most every other pastor I’d heard, would not be so understanding. Abomination, he said, means the ultimate, worst kind of sin—punishable by death and separation
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