If I'm going to deny myself something that is essential to my being and that has the promise of increasing my well-being on this planet, I sure as hell would hope for a better answer than, "God, like your friendly neighborhood bigot, just doesn't like the idea of two men kissing on the lips, or holding each other's hands as they cuddle on the couch, and therefore insists that something is wrong with YOU if you not only can tolerate those things but - *gasp* - ENJOY THEM." I mean, c'mon, that shit is weak
He who loves God cannot endeavour that God should love him in return - Baruch Spinoza