Well said, FF!
My family has had deeply religious roots in the Catholic Church for generations. Everyone on both sides went to a Catholic school of some sort, did all the sacraments, took part in the community. And you know what? Even as a closet gay male, I enjoyed it. The sense of community, the usual emphasis on love and doing good works to earn your place in the hereafter- as opposed to just saying some words and suddenly being in a special club for all eternity.
For the longest time, I wasn't even aware the the church looked down on people like me. And when I say "the church" I mean the bureaucracy centered in Vatican City. After I got out of grade school, our parish received a new pastor, one less in tune with the needs of the community and more in tune with the Pope and the local Bishop; literally overnight, the tone of our church changed from "Love one another and love God," to "Here is a list of things you must never ever do, or the supreme being who created you, judges you, and sentences you will send you to a place of fire and smoke and torture and suffering forever and ever until the end of time. But remember- he loves you!"
Kind of ironic, then, that one of the first people who knew about me was a nun from the same parish. I never told and she never asked, but she had a sixth sense about it- I was one of several kids who were, shall we say, questioning things and taken under her wing/habit. She was very tuned in to the fact that I was conflicted and often stepped up to say "Don't listen to all the fire and brimstone- he doesn't know his head from his *** (swear, her words not mine!). He just wants attention since he's new. Listen to yourself and what you think God is telling you."
So when I see people like that barking and shouting and raising Cain, I get a little frustrated that more people aren't standing up to them and challenging their outdated assumptions. But I can also look back and remember that it was someone from the same clergy that helped pull me through that first phase of finding who I am.
I guess, in a rambly sort of way, I'm saying "Thank you," to all the people of faith who don't think like Westboro, who publicly accept us for who we are- people who often love God as much as yourselves- and "You know, silence is almost as bad as consent" to those who aren't as vocal in their disapproval.
Peace, Love, and Righteousness to all