I was sitting on the patio Saturday morning, reading the book of James and tears welled in my eyes. Then I swore a little…or maybe a lot.
I’m a tad bit angry these days.
It’s about life and the right to live life.
It seems that humans forget it’s not just about your unborn babies. It’s about all of your children.
We’re supposed to love and protect everyone. Correct?
Love our neighbors as ourselves. Right?
Follow in the footsteps of your Son?
But we don’t.
We’re so focused on one issue that we don’t see the forest for the trees.
We don’t seem to always care about the rest of the population.
It’s our lack of empathy and concern, and many other human traits that prevent us from completely caring about all life.
How did your children get here?
When did we stop loving our neighbors?
When did we forget about the living?
…The addicted, who die from drug and alcohol abuse.
…The elderly, who can’t afford their medications and air conditioning on a hot summer’s day.
…The poor, who can’t afford their next meal or rent for an apartment.
…The homeless, with no hope for the future or holding a job.
…The students, who die at the hand of a madman and his gun.
…The students and adults, who suffer at the hands of a bully.
…The mentally ill, especially children, who receive little or no therapy.
…The handicapped, who are looked upon as different and incapable.
…The abused and neglected, who exist in fear and filth.
…The marginalized, who are made to feel “less than” because of their ethnicity, religion or sexual orientation.
…The immigrants, who only want to be in a country free from genocide and persecution.
…The children of immigrants, who want to be with their parents.
…The living, breathing babies, children and adults who deserve to be loved and respected and cared for by the rest of humanity.
I’m angry and heartbroken. Loving others, loving your neighbor, being a follower of Christ does not include idolizing a public figure, celebrity, political party or anyone other than your God. It does not include allowing harassment, bullying and name-calling. It does not include offering thoughts and prayers without taking action. It does not include skewing the Bible to your benefit. It does not include being judgmental when God is our only judge. It does not include favoring one part of the population over another. It does not include looking the other way when people are suffering and dying.
James, or Jacob, was Jesus’s half-brother. He was the leader of the mother church in Jerusalem. His letter in the Bible takes a no-nonsense approach to hypocrisy and that was, in part, the reason for my anger and tears. I see so much hypocrisy from those who are called to love their neighbors, but find reasons and ways to do the opposite. They listen to an evil voice, not one of their God. It is their false idol, the talking heads, and themselves that they hear. They do not hear Jesus’ voice of love, peace and understanding.
God, I don’t know how to feel about this anymore other than alternately hopeless and angry.
When will we wake up?
When will we take care of each other without question?
When will this lack of empathy and tenderness toward all human beings end?
When will we become one world, one people, one humanity?
When will we stop building walls and start tearing them down?
When will everyone have the right to live?