Sometimes I don't know if I really truly know how to love people.
I mean really truly honestly l.o.v.e. people.
Not the loving of people like my adorable best friend in California whose makeup and clothes are always perfect. Because when we have a chance to spend the afternoon together, we can't stop talking and laughing and reminding each other how lucky we are to have the other.
Not the loving of Husband-boy. Because he knows how to make an english muffin just perfectly how I like it and sends me nice texts about how he misses me when I'm away at a bachelorette party.
Not the loving of cute pudgy cheeked babies or orphans that steal my heart or my sisters who make me laugh.
Rather I wonder if I know how to love all the other people in the world. And just the patronizing thought of Yes of course I love everyone in the world even when they aren't just like me doesn't cut it.
You could have found me on Wednesday in a big long twisting line at a certain Hot-Topic-Chicken-Restaurant. It rhymes with Pix-Suh-Laaaa . . . in case you were wondering.
I went because
a. I love the No.1 sandwich
b. I believe we should all have the privilege of free speech.
And c. Refer to point A.
Since then, I've been doing a lot of thinking on the whole matter. Thinking about the whole reason why our country is up in arms over one fast food chain. It's almost as if it boils down to this. Whether we agree or not, our friends and neighbors and family who chose a different lifestyle than other are feeling a lack of genuine, true love.
It makes me sad. Have I been part of this? Have I allowed my words, my action, my looks or even my lack thereof to scream this message. I wonder if I could somehow have the brain and heart of Jesus inside me this second, would it really cause me to live a different way?
I would like to think that I live out True Love everyday.
I really don't. Because I believe if I actually did, it would change the lives of those I spend my time with. It would change the way I view them. The way I speak of them. The way I live around them.
What if I spent 5 minutes in genuine conversation with a coworker who wanted someone to help him find a boyfriend?
What if I stopped to smile and engage several minutes with that child pushing himself in his wheelchair?
What if I picked up the phone and scheduled a time to hang out with that friend who I don't see just level with?
What if I searched out the needs of people in my community and helped to meet them?
What if I helped someone chase that seed of a dream in their heart?
What if I actually learned what it means to love people like Jesus does. . . how would it change my corner of this world?!