The Power of Glambert and Pocket Idol
A few days ago we heard tell of this great post from a Christian blogger about the wonder and goodness of Kradam.
I was reading it today and came across a comment that I found incredibly moving:
I am blubbering like a baby reading your blog about Adam and Kris. Why? Because at 54 years old, after living most of those years as a homophobic religious fanatic, I am a changed woman partly because of Adam Lambert and Kris Allen. For the last couple of years I have been deeply struggling with what the truth is about God and gays and love and Jesus, and then Adam Lambert strode onto the AI stage and broke through to my heart. Down came the last vestiges of homophobia I carried and up came a pure love for this sweet fiery loveable person I saw before me. I no longer cared who he fancies or has sex with and realized how irrelevant all of that is and how relevant this individual is as a human being. As the finale approached I began to see the love and deep friendship and RESPECT that had grown between Adam and Kris and was so filled with pride at being able to see it for the beautiful thing it is, rather than cluck my tongue at it in my former Gokey/Sarver style.
What happened on the AI stage and behind the scenes this season is no small thing. It changed me. I feel as if I have been freed from a prison.
Thank you Adam Lambert and Kris Allen for showing the world what love really is.
Share stories about how Glambert and/or Pocket Idol have chipped away at homophobia for people you know/led to unexpected insights.
Here's a conversation I had w/ my mom this morning. She's come a long way since 10 years ago when she told my 12 year old brother he'd be out on the street if he was gay. (He's not. I am. She said this while I was sitting right there.)
Me: I'm off to find a Rolling Stone. Adam Lambert's on the cover.
Mom: He's gay!
Me: I know! I told you that weeks ago.
Mom: You did?
Me: Yes. You asked me about it, and I told you there were pictures of him kissing boys and he was probably gay, but he hadn't said it. Now he's said it.
Mom: Well, I wondered... I still like him.
Me: You don't love him any less?
Mom: Nooo, I don't love him any less.
Awww.
I was reading it today and came across a comment that I found incredibly moving:
I am blubbering like a baby reading your blog about Adam and Kris. Why? Because at 54 years old, after living most of those years as a homophobic religious fanatic, I am a changed woman partly because of Adam Lambert and Kris Allen. For the last couple of years I have been deeply struggling with what the truth is about God and gays and love and Jesus, and then Adam Lambert strode onto the AI stage and broke through to my heart. Down came the last vestiges of homophobia I carried and up came a pure love for this sweet fiery loveable person I saw before me. I no longer cared who he fancies or has sex with and realized how irrelevant all of that is and how relevant this individual is as a human being. As the finale approached I began to see the love and deep friendship and RESPECT that had grown between Adam and Kris and was so filled with pride at being able to see it for the beautiful thing it is, rather than cluck my tongue at it in my former Gokey/Sarver style.
What happened on the AI stage and behind the scenes this season is no small thing. It changed me. I feel as if I have been freed from a prison.
Thank you Adam Lambert and Kris Allen for showing the world what love really is.
Share stories about how Glambert and/or Pocket Idol have chipped away at homophobia for people you know/led to unexpected insights.
Here's a conversation I had w/ my mom this morning. She's come a long way since 10 years ago when she told my 12 year old brother he'd be out on the street if he was gay. (He's not. I am. She said this while I was sitting right there.)
Me: I'm off to find a Rolling Stone. Adam Lambert's on the cover.
Mom: He's gay!
Me: I know! I told you that weeks ago.
Mom: You did?
Me: Yes. You asked me about it, and I told you there were pictures of him kissing boys and he was probably gay, but he hadn't said it. Now he's said it.
Mom: Well, I wondered... I still like him.
Me: You don't love him any less?
Mom: Nooo, I don't love him any less.
Awww.