There are approximately 170,000 children in the foster-care system in this country that are awaiting adoption who quite likely won't be adopted into a permanent home because they are black, too old, handicapped or part of a sibling group of kids.
About twelve years ago, an acquaintance of mine here in town and his partner, a Lutheran minister and former (interim) head of our local AIDS project were called upon by the state to be foster parents to a young teenage boy that was picked up by police. He had been drifting from city to city for nearly a year, suffered from mild depression and quite naturally, a bit of paranoia toward authority. He had been supporting himself by turning tricks for a few dollars here and there. He had been beaten, stolen from, and generally driven to the brink of hopelessness by his life on the streets. My friend and his partner took him in, got him medical care and started to work on his troubled life and get him back into school. Three weeks later, he shot himself in their home with a gun he'd purchased for a few dollars on the street (another thread!). The public outrage at the tragic death of this young man was deafening. Because of privacy laws for minors, none of the boy's story was ever made public. Nobody knew that he was gay, he was homeless and turning tricks on the streets, living in doorways and in the open for many weeks. Nobody knew that in the course of his medical examinations he had been diagnosed HIV positive. The cries from the public were, as you might imagine, based solely on the fact that the foster home he had been placed in was a gay home. Demands for tougher laws against placing children in homes of gays were made daily in the papers and many an opinion letter to the local paper called for incarceration and worse for the two men who opened their home and hearts to a young person in desperate need. Their grief was overwhelming, made worse for obvious reasons and they spent many sleepless nights and many months of anguish.
Their story and the terrible consequences of their selfless actions gave me great trepidation during my decision to become a foster parent and subsequently adopting my son. Rather than shy away from the possibility of the bad, I focused on the good and the incredible need of so many orphaned children who are desperate for a stable family life and most importantly, love. In Nebraska, it is against the law for a gay COUPLE to become foster parents or adopt a child through the state system. The law says nothing about single gay individuals. I was investigated thoroughly and approved in 1997. Never once was I asked any questions about sexuality. I didn't believe that it mattered one bit to a child. They don't care about studies and statistics, they just want to be loved. Those who would deny this to anyone, especially children, are the most wicked and evil. I will be the first to admit there are many people who should never be parents, but for me, this all boils down to basic human rights and goes hand-in-hand with the "gay marriage" fight. If we are never recognized as human beings, equal with every other person on this earth, we still lose.