I drive down the road and see corners filled up with clusters of people holding picket signs of hate. They spread their message of condemnation to the world. I must have missed the part where Jesus said, “It is the picket line that leads people to repentance.”
Just a few more blocks down and there’s more clusters of people only their signs carry words that spell out l-o-v-e, but the messages spread belittling statements about the other groups of people I saw earlier. I missed the part where Jesus said, “Belittle your enemies while there is hope.”
One group has men dressed in slacks and women in dresses. The other group has men and women in underwear.
Our kids are seeing all of this.
“Mommy, why do people spend all day holding signs about each other when they can go to the beach like us and have fun?”
“Daddy, why are all those people walking around in their undies?”
“Grandpa, don’t those people go to your church? Isn’t that the deacon and his wife? I thought Jesus loves us. The bible tell us so.”
Sometimes a picket line works well, other times it doesn’t. Maybe it’s time we become more creative with how we protest and raise awareness. Especially if we want the end result to be equality, peace, and harmony.
Hate breeds more hate.
It pays to speak of your passion with integrity. People are more likely to listen and maybe the kids can learn better ways for them to express themselves when they get older.
I think we would be naive to think our protests don’t affect our children. I see images of sweet little girls holding signs that preach hate for certain types of people. The bottom line is she’s being taught to hate.
Kids see men in their undies holding signs about love as he slips his tongue into the mouth of his partner. They’re teaching my kids that’s what love is.
I love my husband and can give him a simple kiss, but I don’t teach my kids to put their tongues in people’s mouths. I snuggle on the couch with my family, but I don’t lay around in my undies in front of them and their friends.
That would be inappropriate.
Some things are just not appropriate for the eyes of young children. This is why we have a rating system on television shows, movies, video games, and music.
But we’ll let people stand on corners and preach hate and sexuality where the kids can see it.
Maybe this is why people aren’t getting their messages listened to.
Aren’t there enough billboards, commercials, radio, ads on buses, and even on our smartphone apps?
The greatest way to get a message across is to live the message respectfully. No one is going to want to hear me talk about the love of God if it’s by carrying around a sign condemning people to hell. Likewise, people won’t want to hear about marriage equality if it’s by walking around in underwear and being sloppily intimate in public.
I guess, for me…. neither one of these is love.
- I find love in helping the elderly cross the road, feeding the homeless, embracing a sad friend with a warm hug.
- I find love in the cuddling of babies and kittens.
- I find love in giving Eskimo kisses to my son’s freckled nose.
- I find love in giving butterfly kisses to my daughter’s cheek with my eyelashes.
- I find love in holding hands with my husband.
Anything more in depth than this is reserved for the sacred resting place in our little corner of the house. That private place where we can both be free to be love to one another. The place where it’s just between us.
People don’t need to actually witness our private intimacy to know we love and are committed to each other.
I understand groups who want their messages to be heard, but is it possible there could be more innovative and respectful ways of doing so?
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