The last 24 hours or so, in my limited interactions on social media, the good Lord has given me the opportunity to offend both atheists and siblings in Christ, simply by asking relevant questions and loving them. (In some ways, it was easier to love the non-believers than the believers.) But since we were all engaged in the totally pointless game of judgment (which none of us is authorized nor qualified to play), we all had something in common. I withdrew when I realized what I was engaged in. My attitude was the tipoff. There was nothing wrong with asking the questions or loving the people I was interacting with. What was wrong was that I was angry at feeling compelled to do so; at not wanting to simply ask questions nor to love; at judging not just actions or words or attitudes, but people. So I was angry at me, too, for knowing better and being ticked off anyway. So tonight I wonder again for the millionth time if it will ever get easier and if I will ever learn to simply, fully love people from the heart ... for being just as fallible and angry and doofus-y as I am. Or, even less so.
Posted on: Thu, 25 Sep 2014 01:42:31 +0000
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