“Bless your enemies; no cursing under your breath. Laugh with your happy friends when they’re happy; share tears when they’re down. Get along with each other; don’t be stuck-up. Make friends with nobodies; don’t be the great somebody. Don’t hit back; discover beauty in everyone. If you’ve got it in you, get along with everybody. Don’t insist on getting even; that’s not for you to do. “I’ll do the judging,” says God. “I’ll take care of it.” Romans 12″:14-19 MSG
My heart is sad tonight. Every day on the news there are more crimes of hurt and hate. The discord makes a soul weary. And tonight I came across something that hit home on a deeper level…
Many of you know Ryan, my son, is intellectually disabled. Last year he participated in Special Olympics. Although he chose not to participate this year, I hope he will in the future. They are a wonderful organization with amazing volunteers and athletes. So you can understand when there was recent news of Special Olympics swimmers being called “f***ing reartards” – my heart broke.
Not just because I’m the mom of a intellectually disabled child…or have friends with special needs…but because of how raw and ugly we can be to those who are “different” than us.
“Different” via skin color, religious views, political views, IQ scores, color of hair, choice of career…whatever the difference is…we can be absolutely awful to those who we choose not to get to know, understand, or empathize with.
And it’s a delicate balancing act. Standing up for what we believe in and those we care about – yet responding and stopping what is not okay in a loving and respectful manner.
So my heart hurts…not just for the individuals who were treated like dirt…but for the one who treated them that way. And I wonder if the approach we take could be more centered around education than anger…in this situation and all situations.
We can choose hate about what we don’t understand – on both sides of the fence. Or we can choose to set boundaries using love and education. Knowing it’s up to us to offer these things, but up to them to choose if they accept it and make changes.
Because at the end of the day, it’s not about the size of our army. It’s not about how hard we fight or what weapons we wield. At the end of the day, it’s about knowing the Lord will fight for you – you need only be still.
Maybe this song says it best…