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Pity the Anti-Gays

So, I posted on the video page about a comment I had read about on Huffington Post.  The whole thing was that the person making the comment didn’t like the gay agenda.  I questioned what that means, as of writing this, the author has not responded.  I stated my case that the gay “agenda” is no different than a straight agenda.  You can read the whole post here.

Here’s why I writing this post, someone commented calling themselves hiwaychristian and he or she compared being gay to the difference between liking onions and not liking carrots:

Why can’t you folks see the difference? If I prefer onions to carrots, I don’t go out and make it a political issue. Why is your sexual preference so crucial to your identity?

Well, there is a difference, as I wrote:

No one is going to fire you for hating carrots. No one is going to deny you the right to buy a home or rent an apartment, because you hate carrots. No one is going to say that your love of onions is unnatural and you don’t deserve your full rights as an American citizen.

(You can read the whole comment on the post, go ahead, I’ll wait.)

Then, the brave poster went on to mention God, which really has nothing to do with gays and lesbians civil rights.  We have separation of church and state, but apparently the only time anyone of them remembers that is when I mention Matthew 25.

Anyway, I wrote what I considered a logical and unemotional response.  Not that I really expected hiwaychristian to come back and read it, but apparently he (she?) did.

Did this person respond with logical arguments?

No, of course not.  I posted another response last night, but this morning, it dawned on me that it was a complete waste of time.  You can’t argue with an anti-gay.  They believe that they have God on their side – no matter how illogical that is.  Truth is that none of us can know what God wants or expects.  That said, I’m pretty sure Jesus meant it when he said to love thy neighbor and what you do for the least of you, you do for me.  However; I don’t think the anti-gays get that.  I don’t think they can comprehend anything that doesn’t fit into their little world of “love the sinner, hate the sin” and that denying equality doesn’t equate love.  (Jesus didn’t say love thy neighbor just a little, which would keep you and your neighbor on unequal terms, He said, “Love thy neighbor as you love yourself”, which means you’re equals.)  I honestly believe that if hiwaychristian realized that they’re just as much as a sinner as I am, their head would explode.

So, to my gay brothers and sisters, take my advice – just ignore them.  Yes, then they think they’ve won the argument, but let them.  They have so little in their lives.  They aren’t logical, they’re obviously not educated and they don’t realize that their hatred is both Biblically wrong and part of a dying breed.  We will gain our rights – slowly, but surely.  And, while we do, we must just pat these people on their tiny-brained heads and say, “settle down, partner.”

When we get down on our knees at night, we should include them in our prayers, as they need us to show them God’s mercy and we need to follow Christ’s teachings, and consider them equals.  Which reminds me of an Irish Blessing I’d like to pass along:

May those who love us, love us
And those that don’t love us,
May God turn their hearts;
And if He doesn’t turn their hearts
May He turn their ankles
So we’ll know them by their limping.



Betty and everyone

Family Photo

On this bright, beautiful summer day it is my sad honor to announce to all of you – my readers – that Betty passed away.  She left us at 4:00 PM on Thursday, June 23.  The weather this week, here in Wisconsin, has been awful.  It’s been rainy and cold.  It was like Mother Nature was in mourning along with those of us who loved Betty.

I’m going to miss her laughter, the way she answered the phone, “Hey, Baby!”  I’m going to miss her advice and her sweet disposition.  I’m even going to miss when her disposition wasn’t so sweet.  I’ll miss the way she would ask after my mama and Daddy.  I’m going to miss her stories about her friends and family.  I’m going to miss being called Sharon, because I remind Betty so much of her friend Sharon that sometimes, she’d slip and call me that.  Sharon must be a wonderful person. I’m going to miss how she, unlike some people (and you know who you are), praised my cooking.  Betty told me that I made the best barbeque and that’s something, because Betty was a wonderful cook.

Betty said to me very recently, “Julie, when you enter a room, you light it up.”  I may light up a room, but Betty lit up the world.

So, I could sit here this morning and cry.  I could tell all of you that life just sucks, but that would be unfair to Betty’s memory.  Instead, I’m going to thank God that He allowed a light like Betty’s to burn in my life.  That He blessed me with a wonderful friend and second mother who was an amazing person.  Yes, knowing Betty for just ten short years wasn’t enough time, but it could’ve been worse – I might not have known her at all.

When I walk into Jerri and Preston’s home these last few days, it was hard.  I am having a hard time believing that Betty’s spark and her light has been extinguished.  Time, they say, heals all wounds and it will take a lot of time for the emptiness left in my heart to be filled.

But, filled it will be – Betty showed me how.

Be kind to others.  Accept their differences.  Love EVERYBODY.  Don’t take any shit from anyone.  Call a spade a spade.  Say you’re sorry and offer forgiveness.  Tell the people you love that you love them every single day. And, above all else – don’t assume the fat lady is pregnant.

I asked Jerri if I could post something about Betty – she wanted me to wait until all the phone calls could be made – and she said  I could, as long as I asked you all to raise a glass in honor of Betty.  So, let’s all raise our glasses to this wonderful lady.  I know a lot of you reading this didn’t know her, but if I live my life right, you’ll know her through my actions.

One final word, my roses had buds on them earlier this week.  One of them had started opening and I told Betty that when it opened, I’d bring it over to her, so she could have the first rose of the season.  Well, it hadn’t opened by Thursday morning, with everything going on, I forgot about it.  Until Thursday night.  When I came home, that rose had opened and is the most beautiful thing you ever did see.  It has some buddies, too.  I believe it is a sign, from Betty, letting me know she’s all right and not in pain.

Thanks for the sign, Betty.  I love you.
Betty's Rose

Betty's Rose

Dumb Animals

Anyone who thinks that animals – both wild and domesticated – cannot show compasion and love won’t think this after viewing this slideshow I found on the TODAY site.


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