A messenger is not an automated robot. A messenger can take the message, and decide for themselves if it's good or not. Loyalty to kings and country and even god should not come before basic human decency. You may be a "messenger," but even a messenger can decide their message is not good, not worth upholding, and is not something they want to be associated with. But, should they decide they agree with the message, then they should be ready, prepared, and accepting that there will be those who will criticize the message, call it out for daring to unfairly judge and condemn, for the faults and errors it has, and for containing stuff that no decent person would agree with or consider moral. The message you claim to deliver and represent literally condones and affirms slavery, abortion, it says women are less than men, and it commands death for many different trivial "offenses." If the god you are a messenger of is really so loving and merciful, then why is one of the 10 Commandments not "thou shalt not own another human being as property?" Why is there nothing about "men and women are equal before the eyes of the Lord?" This is not there, but rather we have "women shall not speak in church or be in positions of authority above men," and that "nothing pure (men) can come from something impure (women)," and that giving birth to a male-child means a woman is unclean (which is a problem all of its own) for seven days, whereas giving birth to a female-child means the woman is unclean for 14 days. The Bible was written by men who were so obviously ignorant and unaware of the world that the ritual for when someone is cured of leprosy is to sling the blood of a dead bird all over the place, which is literally one of the last things you want to do for someone who is just getting over such an awful infection. And your message says that a consensual and loving relation between two men is an abomination. There is nothing evil, abominable, or bad with love. Love is a very precious and wonderful thing, and I can't even begin to fathom what sort of monster it takes to say it could ever be wrong.