It seems rather fitting that I type this on the evening of Easter Sunday. There is something quite timely with the day we celebrate the resurrection of our Lord, Jesus, and a heart filled with hope for a healing reconciliation between the body of Christ and those who have been pushed to the fringe places.
Today is coming out day!
As I write this I am thinking about all the people who are sharing with their family member or close friends that they are not heterosexual. Who are facing their fears, pent up anxieties and quite possibly their worst imaginings that are and maybe aren’t actually happening.
I have come back to this draft a number of times over the course of today. And now Coming Out Day is over. But you know what? Sometimes a pause before hitting publish isn’t a bad thing. Because sometimes its better to wait and speak to a couple more people before you put it all out there for (potentially) the world to read.
Some time ago I wrote a post called Compassion. You might like to check it out as it relates very specifically to what I am about to say, and the questions I want you to spend some serious time thinking about. Obviously I do not need to hear your musings or answers, but if you want to share, then please feel free! So here goes..
If Jesus walked this well worn path…
If Jesus was right here…
If Jesus knew our hearts and minds…
Would he be cheering us on?
As we throw compassion onto an altar.
An altar of self preservation?
An altar of fear?
The last few days have been filled with lots of emotion as people all over the globe grieve the senseless killing of 50+ people in a gay nightclub. Coupled with those deaths have been far too many truly uncompassionate reactions. And that is what they are. Reactions. And a decided lack of compassion for a hurting, grieving people who are afraid. Could it be me next? My friend? My child? My….. I can’t even imagine. My heart is broken for all those involved, and all those who love someone who is…
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