the United Reformed Church, and many more, welcome LGBTQ+ people of all kinds, including in the sacraments.
OP, @DancingLeaves , Christians do not, universally, disagree with same-sex marriage. Some Christians disagree with it. Some do not. I think it's odd that you're apparently not aware of that, I suspect you're trying to be goady. Or you're one of those people who thinks that Christians who disagree with your exact restrictive theology aren't really Christians.
I agree, people should be free to disagree. Disagreement isn't hatred, sure. But trying to get everyone to abide by the religious rules you believe in is unfair, whether that's same-sex marriage or whatever else. "You can't get married because it's against my religion. Yes sure that makes sense... you can't have a cookie because I'm on a diet".
Trigger warning for spiritual abuse, queer religious trauma
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On the off-chance you genuinely believe that conservative Christian teachings about same-sex marriage and sexuality is a "disagreement" and not bigoted hate, I'm going to tell you a story. It's a story about a little girl. She grew up in the church, sang in the choir, went to Sunday school. Then she got bigger. They taught her that she must only ever marry, and have sex with, a man. But this teenager started to realise that she liked people that weren't men. She suppresed that feeling. After all, she was a good Christian girl and those feelings were a "sin". She went away to university, and joined a church there. They were kind, welcoming, friendly. She felt safe. She told some friends there that she wasn't straight, she was queer, gay, pansexual, she wasn't sure yet. They told her she was mistaken. That she couldn't be anything but straight. But the young woman knew she wasn't. So they kicked her out of the church. She felt very low. She wanted to die, wanted to kill herself because these friendly people disagreed with her so fundamentally that they stopped talking to her, stopped caring about her. They hated her for being who she was. And she couldn't do anything about it. She felt powerless, lost. Was there even a God, if the world she had grown up in could turn her away like this? Would she ever be loved?
That's the story of many, many of my queer friends. Some of us found God later. Some of us are atheist, or pagan, or humanist. Some of us found a healing church. Some did not. Some died. That's the effect your disagreement has on real people. Real children. Real teenagers. We are not some hypothetical theological debate. We are here.