My God loves all. My God accepts us where we are…just like Jesus and the Samaritan woman in John 4. I try to be like Jesus, as best I can. I try to accept and not judge, for I know who the ultimate judge is. I try to consider people’s feelings before I make a proclamation. And, if I make that proclamation for all to see, I expect others may voice their opinions too…they may even stand against my opinion. If I want everyone to continue to “agree” with me, I typically don’t make a hot-button proclamation. It’s never a bad thing to continue silence for the greater good.
A long time ago, a boss of mine told me that I *had* to wear shoes at work because if I walked around barefoot and hurt myself, I could sue my employer. It’s my fault for walking around barefoot…why would I sue my employer? If I cause the problem, I’m not gonna cry foul because someone else done me wrong. I done me wrong. My own fault. So…
My God is a loving, caring God. My Jesus showed compassion for those who were not “accepted” by society.
Think about it.