By Brad Locke
November 17, 2003

(AgapePress) - Homosexual activists have for years tried to convince us that their behavior is normal, that two men or two women can share just as deep a love as a man and woman, and that they aren’t promiscuous perverts at heart.

Funny how all it takes to unveil those lies is a single sports column.

Not this column. No, rather one written by Sports Illustrated’s esteemed Rick Reilly. His piece in SI’s Nov. 10 issue, titled “Queer Eye for the Sports Guy,” chronicles his efforts to make his column “gay enough for Nathan Lane to read.” It’s meant as a humorous bit, and there are a few mildly amusing zingers (most, however, are just disturbing).

What Reilly -- a name-dropper if there ever was one -- has done is call on some of his “gay and lesbian acquaintances” to give that week’s column a gay-friendly makeover. To illustrate, his usual accompanying column portrait is replaced by a new one of him reclining in a hideous ensemble one of his gay friends put together, sort of an Eminem-meets-Rupaul thing. Anyway, Reilly then recounts his discussions with the aforementioned acquaintances about how the magazine, and sports in general, could better cater to gays and lesbians.

And this is where Reilly & Co. reveal the true nature and character of homosexuals.

Cyd Ziegler Jr., cofounder of Outsports.com, suggests the magazine include “gay sports issues, opinion and, most of all, naked pictures of [Houston Texans] quarterback David Carr!”

It’s good to know Ziegler is focusing on the important things in life. Sadly, to most homosexuals, or at least to the ones with which Reilly talked, sex is the most important thing to them. It defines who they are. There’s no such thing as a celibate homosexual.

Reilly wrote: “Mostly, though, the gay panelists wanted fewer words and more pictures of athletes that make them go, ‘Yummm.’” In other words, toss the animals some meat.

How ironic that in his attempt to make homosexuality appear normal -- and make no mistake, that is the undercurrent of this column -- Reilly actually exposes his homosexual friends as the perverted, self-absorbed, lusting predators they are. Agape love is a foreign concept to them. Eros is all they know.

Reilly’s “panelists” displayed no depth of intellect or emotion. They showed us, with Reilly as an eager mouthpiece, their shallowness of self. “Why can’t the NFL throw some Internet cameras in the locker rooms?” asks Zeigler.

Zeigler also wants more of Broncos wide receiver Ed McCaffrey and tennis player Andy Roddick (and his belly button). Singer Melissa Etheridge calls Serena Williams “a goddess.” The panelists also say they want more pictures of “the center-quarterback exchange.” These people are practically worshipping someone else’s flesh. Their devotion is to temporal, unreciprocating desire, while they ignore the eternal, abundant love of God.

Am I the only one seeing a correlation here to men who gawk over Sports Illustrated’s annual swimsuit issue? In both instances, there is nothing deeper than lust involved. At least with the skin mag, the models are willing participants and know why they’re being photographed. As for Carr and McCaffrey and Roddick, how do you think they would feel if they knew a homosexual was leering at them? These men, I would bet, do not want to be homosexual icons. But the homosexual’s appetite is apparently insatiable. And remember, you can’t spell homosexuality without mo sex (forgive my Ebonics).

The complete depravity of the people in this article can easily make a Christian go off on a self-righteous tangent (which I’m afraid I may have done already). But upon further reflection, we should be struck with a deep sense of sadness for these deceived souls (Reilly included). Until, if He so chooses, God reveals to them their debasement and need for Jesus, they will see neither -- no matter how blatantly obvious it is to the rest of us.