The past couple of days we hear ALLLLLLL the opinions. Or do we?
We hear those loudly proclaiming their hurt and anger at decisions made.
We hear those crowing with glee at a war they feel they “won”.
We hear both “sides” loud and clear.
Or do we?
I am here to share the opinion that we do not.
A true fact of the world is this: The loudest voices are rarely the voice of the majority. The loudest voices are merely the voices at the far ends of the spectrums. The loudest voices are..Sadly…the least tolerant.
The majority…are in the middle of the road and they have been silenced.
The majority are:
– The voices of those who choose love and kindness.
– The voices of those who can see both sides with equal compassion.
– The voices of those who hurt for everyone who hurts, no matter what “side” they are on.
The majority are those who have something to say, but know you don’t want to hear it because it is not extreme enough.
The majority are those who have been taught, “Don’t speak. No one cares.”
It’s for those that I speak now.
For the mother who lost her child and can’t imagine making the willing choice to do so, but does not condemn another for the choices they must make, I see you.
For the woman who made a choice that pains her every day and who cries now at the voices of censure all around her. I hear your tears.
For the woman who was raped and could not go through with it, and now feels hated and judged, I stand with you.
For the man who wasn’t given a choice because the body was not his, I can only imagine your pain and am ready to hear you when you speak.
For the Christians who believe in love and kindness over judgment, yet see their every belief maligned before their eyes…I feel your pain.
For those who want to say, “I don’t have the answers, but I have love.” You are my people.
For those who tremulously speak their middle of the road truths, but who are BRUTALLY SILENCED by those on the extreme sides of this…I ask you…
Please, let us show the world that the majority DOES care but that we do it with love.
Let us show the world that it’s ok to say, “I can’t speak for you, but my heart is of the many.”
Let us show the world that we care for the individual, regardless of the beliefs that THEIR lives have given them.
Stand with me to say: I am not the same religion as you. But that doesn’t make mine or yours wrong. My life doesn’t look like yours. But that doesn’t make mine or yours wrong. My choices have not been the same as yours. But that doesn’t make mine or yours wrong.
Please speak YOUR truth and show the world that the majority choose kindness and compassion.
SPEAK YOUR TRUTH that the extreme is not the majority.
Here are my truths:
I am Christian and believe that Christ put me here to love you, no matter what, and leave the judgment to He who is not of this Earth.
I am a mother who can not imagine ever having to make a choice to not be, but who understands the many reasons others might.
I am a friend who will stand by your side as you make decisions that I do not have to face.
I am a heart that breaks for you as you see others make choices that you regret or cannot find moral validity in, even as you love others who do.
I am a fellow traveler of life who has wandered many roads you will never see, but knows that you could say the same.
I am a person who will love and support you whether we agree or not…so long as you share your message with love and without censure of a life you have not lived.
I am very Pro Choice in the fact that I believe that I don’t walk in your shoes…I don’t know everything…I am not the Lord that I follow…and, quite honestly, I feel NO government has the right to choose for you (Federal or State) because the government constantly oversteps.
I am the person who thinks this never should have been political decision BY EITHER SIDE, but a personal one BY EACH INDIVIDUAL.
That is my quiet, middle of the road, truth.
It does not IN ANY WAY mean that I do not care. It does not IN ANY WAY mean that my beliefs are not strong.
It means that, above all, I choose love.
That is my truth.
Please speak yours.