I begin my sophomore year with an unwavering sense of pride and indisposition to failure. I get into a lot of arguments, something I’ve become used to since I’ve begun high school. It gets to the point where my voice becomes hoarse, my face reddens, and my hands tremble. I’d do anything to get people to see my point of view as right. Recently becoming aware of the issues that pervade our society, I just want to do anything to make sure everyone becomes aware of these issues as well. Progress is what we need and we need to do anything to see that progress immediately as possible. Right? The air is filled with typical school cafeteria ambiance, the sounds of screaming kids, people chewing with their mouths open and the sound of folding cards. Fifteen minutes into the freshman-sophomore lunch period and I’m ranting …show more content…
It says so in the Bible.” he states matter-of-factly. “Care to elaborate? Perhaps have any evidence to back that up?” I asked smugly. I’ve heard this argument so many times before, I was absolutely ready to rebuttal his argument. “Where exactly in the Bible does it say homosexuality is wrong?” I ask, egging him on. He pulls out a pocket-sized version of the Bible from his pocket and begins flipping through the bookmarked pages. My face flushes, from embarrassment out of not having any physical evidence with me at the time. He takes nearly the rest of the period to point out the verses. Timothy 1:10, Romans 1:27, Leviticus 18-20. Taken aback by the literal proof he had with him, but still determined to win the argument at hand, “Why is it that you [Christians] can disapprove of homosexuality because it says so in the bible but disregard the points about haircuts, eating seafood, and mixing fabrics?” I ask calling to mind what I know of the Bible. The bell rings. “You make a good point there” he starts “but it’s my religion and I’m still going to keep believing what I do.” he asserts and walks away before I get the chance to