Such a weird world it tis. Yes, I have seen The End Of The Spear, and though I thought perhaps some of it was too much, I rather enjoyed it. Especially considering that it was filmed by a “Christian” film company(whatever the heck that is), and usually those sort of films make me want to hang myself from the nearest tree.

I, who am blissfully removed from Christian pop culture, had no idea that there was even a movie coming out about Nate Saint, Jim Elliot, and the other murdered missionaries, until last Friday when I read an article in the local paper about it.  It was a good review, though I agree with the reviewer that, perhaps, there was a good bit of human arrogance in that they met with the locals without a full interpreter or understanding of the culture, both of which contributed to the murders.  And then two days later, I discover that Christian pop culture has found yet another thing to complain about–that Chad Allen, who plays Nate Saint and the adult Steve Saint, is an outspoken homosexual.

Oh, my good Lord, I thought, what will they think of next.

When I go to the doctor, I don’t ask whether he’s gay or whether she’s a militant feminist.  I ask how good they are are fixing bodies.  When I get my car repaired, I could care less whether the mechanic has a wife, or three wives, or a boyfriend.  I care about how well he fixes my car.  If I was casting a play–which I do from time to time–or a movie, I wouldn’t care or ask if my actors were gay, straight, Christian, Muslim, Buddhist, black, brown, white or pink.  I want to know how well they can act.

I really feel like the Christian world–once again–is overlooking the most important fact.  Jesus Christ died so that Chad Allen can live, and, who knows, perhaps appearing in this movie and learning the stories of Nate Saint and the others, and working with these people, is exactly what God will use to draw Chad Allen, outspoken homosexual, to  Him–just like God used a variety of circumstances and people to draw Sara Elston-Moore, sinner, to Him as well.