I had the same experience as you where you say I was "thinking to shock" and she did not get it. I remember the day same *** marriage was passed in Iowa, I was subbing in a small town. I longed to find someone who was upset...but no one was to be found. I literally spent my breaks walking up and down the halls to find one who would "see" the truth, would stand for truth with me and lament this day, but no one was found. Many noted that they wouldn't do it, but if someone else wanted to, that was their choice. No one was strongly supportive, just resigned, thinking they were being kind, I think. I went to the principal who I thought would get it cause he seemed decent and so were his kids, but he just said, "its their choice, who am I to tell them what to do?"

I tried to argue that we teach them about gravity and they know enough not to walk off roofs of buildings. I thought we were training "good" American citizens who could make wise decisions. At least we could walk them thru the consequences of this deceived lifestyle He would not give me that purpose in teaching. After school I went to the superintendant, someone who arranges assemblies for veteran's Day, a "good" American sort, but he too noted that he had a teacher that he just couldn't judge that way. He just had to let her have her choice.

I tried to ask him whether it would be ok if his kids engaged in that lifestyle. Again, this resigned...not my choice. Does this remind me of a Psalm, what to do when the foundations are crumbling? (Not sure where this thought is found, but I think we keep waging the war and keep inquiring)