Today in school we were talking about overly religious people who openly judge others. Two sweet wonderful people on my top 20 list of nicest people I know were refused good service at a restaurant because they had....a lot of tattoos and pink hair. GASP* What rebels. Obviously they worship the devil and sacrifice virgins for their cult. So we began discussing how intolerant people sometimes like to hide behind their beliefs. Some use it to attack religion, others use it to judge and not feel guilty about making assumptions. After that, and me openly expressing that judgmental people bother me, they all began to compliment me for not stuffing my beliefs down their throats.
Then the conversation turned to how much I pay in tithing, why, and at what age we begin. Did anyone else notice I taught a group of roughly nine people the principle of tithing? Magical. And I didn't have to bring it up.
My point is, I'm super thankful that my mom taught me how to love people unconditionally. I can be accepting of a person, yet stand for my own beliefs. So if you're wondering how to do this. Imagine you're madly in love with this new shampoo. Naturally you tell your buddies how much you love it. Do you remind them everyday? Not verbally. You sniff your hair, or touch it. So what is a religious version of enjoying lovely hair.
Being happy. Loving. Standing for your morals, and not judging others. You don't even treat someone you can't stand any differently. Because if you act like you love someone, eventually you'll see some good in them to love. A friend told me that a loooong time ago.
Just my thoughts for the day.
-Heather out.
I never thought about it in that way! THanks!
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