It's easy to
delight in disgraced evangelical leader Ted Haggard’s
very public humiliation. Perhaps he deserves that and more.
But to stay in harsh judgment would do a great
disservice to ourselves and to our hard-won
self-respect.
I once went out
with a guy who called his penis “Jackson.” Out
of nowhere, he’d say, “Jackson likes
this,” or “Jackson likes that,” as if
the appendage were actually a separate entity. It
didn’t take long for Jackson, his handler, and
me to part company, and not just because I
wasn’t interested in three-ways. Jackson was the only
part of him that wasn’t ashamed to be gay.
I thought of
Jackson when evangelical leader Ted Haggard and his
three-year relationship with a gay hooker made the
headlines. Until he was dismissed in disgrace by his
church on November 4, Haggard danced around the
fundamental questions of just who he is and what he has done
like a champ, dodging and weaving to keep from acknowledging
a truth he could no longer avoid.
Haggard and
Jackson’s handler had one thing in common—they
came from evangelical churches where there was no
tolerance for gay sex. Taught that homosexuality is
shameful and evil, they did their best to keep a tight
lid on impulses that percolated just under the surface. As a
coping mechanism, Jackson’s handler could block
out that he’d just had sex seconds after the
act was done; listening to Haggard’s emphatic
denials, I wouldn’t be surprised if pastor Ted
did exactly the same thing.
No one may know
what actually happened during his trysts with escort Mike
Jones, but it was telling to hear Haggard acknowledge what
he perceived as smaller sins, buying meth and paying
for massages, and studiously denying the big question
about a sexual relationship. His was the posture of an
addict in denial.
I’ve known
too many evangelical men who learn to survive the same way.
They live a terrible contradiction with no easy way out.
They love God and want to serve him. But they are
taught that God hates homosexuality. In such a
construct they have no choice. To serve God they must
suppress that part of their identity, locking it away
in a Pandora’s box.
At some point
many of them self-destruct, unable to maintain a life of
deception and self-denial. They take greater and greater
risks, unconsciously longing for exposure so they can
be released from a prison of their own making. The
opening prayer to Haggard’s last sermon before
the scandal broke says it all: “Father, we pray lies
would be exposed and deception exposed.”
The exposure he
prayed for came within the week; it took him down, along
with his shell-shocked wife and children. The children are
the innocent victims of their father’s deceit;
in one video clip, you can see the terror in their
eyes when dozens of reporters’ microphones were
thrust through the windows of the family minivan.
Theirs will be a long, hard road.
I feel for them,
for Mrs. Haggard, and even for pastor Ted. While
there’s no excuse for his endorsement of
antigay amendments and condemnation of homosexual
behavior from the pulpit, imagine how he must feel knowing
what his deception has done to his family.
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Sonego is a writer, AIDS activist, and former staff
member for the Gay and Lesbian Alliance Against
Defamation. He is currently raising four children
with his partner, Michael, in Los Angeles.