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Coexisting ...

We can’t coexist when everyone throws around the word “hate and bigot” all the time.  We can’t live in a world where everyone is equal when we all believe equality is different.   I am just a simple Christian mom trying to love my husband and raise my two pretty terrific kids.  My kids are living such a different life from what my husband and I did.  They live in a different kind of generation where they are connected to the world instantly.  They go to a public school and get to be exposed to the world in sometimes a scary way… but it’s true that Jesus walked the real world  and those are models we live by. 

I get really said or maybe just disappointed when my agonist and atheist friends, which I have, want to slander my religion because it believes what it does.  I truly grieve when people think I “hate” or want there to be discrimination towards …  Muslims, homosexuals, transgender, blacks, whites, men, women, unborn, handicap, veterans, purple eyed monsters.  I mean serious the list could go on forever.  We’re all different, we all believe in different things, we live life different, we all love differently, we all struggle in different manners,  and different things are our pursuit to happiness.   This is infallible. 

But... 
Shame on anyone who belittles others.
Shame on anyone who spreads hate rather than compassion. 
Shame on anyone who thinks being different is depraved.   

I have friends right now fighting for their lives with battling cancer or other sickness.  I had friends and family members who were murdered, yes murdered.  I have friends who had abortions.  I have friends and family who’ve been divorced and remarried, some even multiple times.  I have LGBT friends, family members and neighbors (Who are simply the best neighbors in the subdivision.)  I have friends and family members who are or were addicted to drugs, alcohol, or something even worse. I have friends who are theological, intellectual, and self-sufficient.  I have friends who care nothing of religion and those who are rooted deep in their faith.  I have friends who are democrats, liberals, republicans, independent, or simply neutral to politics… but at the end of the day they are all just humans trying to find happiness and live their lives in harmony.   They are trying hard to coexist but still be true to the things that they value and hold dear. 

I personally believe that God is real, he made us in his image, he is loving and compassionate, he grieves when we grieve, and he rejoices when we rejoice.   He gave us moral laws and those moral laws differ from what society continues to push for.  God’s commands are not intended for subjugation but are rooted in love and compassion.  He doesn’t want death for us, he simply wants life. 

Society doesn’t like the word sin at all.  The bible talks a lot about it and yet our world doesn’t accept it.  But sin exists whether or not you belief in it.  Our moral laws now a days are so blended and twisted that parties on both sides of these laws purse truth in such a reckless way.   Swearing and slewing garbage at people, as Donald Trump or even some of my friends do, wasn’t the way Jesus spoke to people.  He loved people not because they were sinless but because he was sinless... 

Jesus said “He that is without sin amoung you, let him first cast a stone at her.” – John 8:7


I am tired of people casting stones at each other… aren’t you also?  I am sad that people think making political statements are more important than rising above the diversity we all face.  We will always disagree ... because we are all so different.  We can’t coexisted if we don’t first put down the stones of hatred and self- righteousness.   

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