[BrotherLarry]

When I was ministering to the gay population of Evansville, Indiana on my way to St. Louis, Missouri recently, I was told that a drag queen would be hosting the story hour at the Willard Public Library, a world-class establishment now in a new location but was formerly in a building believed to be haunted.


Anyway, the queen doing the story time was fascinating. Her diction was impeccable and held the children in attendance spellbound.


After the presentation, a well-groomed young fellow of about 9 years said, "May I ask you a question? Are you really a man?" The queen responded:


"I am not a man when I am in character. I am a man when I return to my every day life as a hard working, tax paying, voting citizen. So tell that to your mom or dad or whoever put you up to asking that question."


There were protesters out front but I helped the queen get to her car following the event and we met later to discuss her (his) soul. He had never read the Bible and I introduced him to Leviticus and other uplifting books like Revelation and showed him why he would someday burn in hell's flames. It was a touching experience.