I just had an epiphany. Really, it just struck me like a bolt of lightning.
As a gay man, I’m possessed by a demon, and he stinks. This, I’m assured, is true, and fixable, by no less a man of God than Bert M. Farias, on his blog The Flaming Herald.
“Here’s the raw, naked truth: Homosexuality is actually a demon spirit. It is such a putrid-smelling demon that other demons don’t even like to hang around it. A genuine prophet of God told me that the Lord allowed him to smell this demon spirit, and he got sick to his stomach. And yet as humans, many embrace this demon. Yes, you heard me right: Being gay is demonic.”
There’s a whole bunch of such stuff in that blog, and if you want you can jump over there and read it, but I’m sure you’ve heard it all before. For me, however, the stinky-demon is a new revelation, and the source of my epiphany. ZAP! FLASH OF LIGHT! CLAP OF THUNDER!
I just realized when my demon moved in!