Steven LaChance Blog

Lying here this morning, scrolling through posts, I find my mind racing. There is just so much hate being peddled in the world over the most trivial matters. I came across this post that deeply troubled me—a stark comparison of the NYC skyline. The top picture is in black and white, showcasing a building lit with crosses, while the bottom features a recent image of the same buildings illuminated in rainbow colors. The comments beneath this post were filled with vitriol from individuals who profess to be Christians. They claimed that the rainbow lights symbolize where it all went wrong and attributed all of the world’s problems to the LGBTQ+ community.

It saddens me profoundly, not only for the sheer ignorance displayed but also because these misguided individuals genuinely believe that their interpretation of God can harbor hate against His own creation. The idea that my love for my husband and family is somehow to blame for divine wrath is both absurd and heartbreaking. What’s even more disheartening is that they have been indoctrinated to point fingers at others rather than reflect on their own lives. This mentality mirrors the dangerous beliefs held by those who perpetrated atrocities in history, like the Nazis, and we all know where that path led.

How can differences in love and identity become scapegoats for the misfortunes in their lives? We are living in perilous times, and it’s troubling that those who harbor such hatred fail to recognize that it is their disdain that constitutes an infection—one that harms not just those they target, but themselves. When society is offered someone to hate, it creates an illusion of superiority, making individuals feel justified in their animosity. Their hatred is the real issue; it is what burdens them, it is what damns them, and ultimately, it is what destroys their joy.

They remain oblivious to the truth that if there is indeed a God in heaven, He must be weeping at their behavior. The core message He imparted through His Son was one of love—love for one another above all else. We need to confront this hatred with compassion and encourage understanding, for it is only through love that we can heal the wounds inflicted by such division. My fear is that it is too late. The cancer of their hatred may have spread too far and way too deeply.