Wednesday, November 9, 2016

God help us all

1. open to new behavior or opinions and willing to discard traditional values
2. concerned mainly with broadening a person's general knowledge and experience
3. broadly construed or understood; not strictly literal or exact

The young boy was pushed into a hole covered by a grate. Kids stood around him throwing rocks and other debris at him. A sweet boy who never did harm to anyone. Yes, he was different. He was born different. There was no pick and choose. He was gay from the moment he took his first breath. He is one of many who have had to hide themselves away and pretend to have 'normal' lives. A man who was my neighbor and friend. My faith has always told me that we are not to judge. I will stand up for every gay and lesbian person.

The child had two children by her father. She lived in hell and no one cared. The man could do what he wanted. She was a daughter, a mother, a sister......a child. Another girl stood at the top of the stairway.  She was a young woman terrified of her future. She threw herself down the stairs and lost the child. Now her parents would not throw her out of their house. A woman was raped. She bore a child and carried the reminder all of her days. At least until she ended her life. Another child was born. It did not cry. It was deformed beyond recognition. The parents stood watching her die. Suffer the little children to come unto Me. And forbid them not for such is the kingdom of Heaven.

They cried for help. They crawled into their boats and crossed the raging water. They walked for miles seeking freedom. They were our ancestors. They came to a land that was not theirs and took it away from those living here. Those who taught them to forage and hunt. A wall came down in Germany. A wall that took away freedom and independence. A wall. People risk all wanting freedom...American freedom. They knock and the door fail to open.

I grew up a Republican in a very Republican home and community. At a young age, I could not connect what my faith told me with the party of my parents. It was an oxymoron. I felt that the savior I believed in would certainly have been liberal. He fought against a church that did not understand God's love. He accepted all people. All. All colors, all conditions, all nationalities, all of those who were outcasts. Today I see that the outcasts have lost again. I see people  begging for food, shelter, freedom to live the lives they choose. Freedom to just live and raise families. We took our land from the Native Americans and Mexican people. Now we build a wall to separate us more than ever. That is not what my faith tells me. I am ashamed today. I am frightened and angry. I fear for my family. I fear for the world.

My heart is broken by those who voted red. They were so ready to believe the worse without checking facts. They have put my family and my earth at risk. Sometimes people who live in shells refuse to get out if because it is comfortable staying separated. They don't have to make decisions. Well, a decision was made. God help us all.