Posted on | March 7, 2012 | 16 Comments
I try to stay far away from the news when it’s an election year. I don’t like campaign commercials, I hate political propaganda and I despise all the money that is wasted on attempted brain-washing of the American people. But this GOP race has gone on so long and so noisily, that I have had no choice but to pay attention. I have had no choice but to have it land-blasted into my head.
Gingrich, Santorum, Romney, Paul… four names that are burned into my brain. Four names that keep popping up in my twitter stream, on my facebook page, in emails from friends and family.
And while I try to stay away from political discourse on this blog, there comes a time when I feel like not saying something becomes agreement with what is being said.
I do not agree with what is being said.
It came to my attention not so long ago, that at least one of the candidates running for president of our country believes whole-heartedly that people who do not share his exact beliefs are not Christian. He announced that people who call themselves “Liberals” can not possibly be Christian, can not possibly subscribe to the Biblical teachings of Jesus, can not possibly find their way into God’s arms or eyes or heart.
And to that, I can only say this… Jesus loves me. Jesus loves ME. And Jesus, the Jesus that I believe in, the Jesus who died for me, the Jesus that lives in the worn pages of my Bible and the worn edges of my heart, believes that I am worthwhile, even if some members of the GOP don’t. The Jesus I love would never stand up in front of a crowd and divide it into good and bad. He would never stand before us and point out sinners. He would never condemn anyone.
Because the Jesus I know said things like “Let he who is without sin cast the first stone.” The Jesus I love was quick to comfort the prostitute and quick to scold the overly-righteous, the overly strict, the overly mean.
I can not believe in a Jesus, nor in a God who tells me that I am better or worse than someone else… than anyone else. I am no better nor am I worse than Santorum, Gingrich, Romney, and Paul. I am the same. In God’s eyes, we are all children… black, white, purple, gold, gay, straight, liberal and conservative. We are all the same. And no amount of finger pointing and labeling and condemnation can change that. Not from either side. I am no better than you. I am no better than any conservative, nor am I worse.
I am a liberal.
And Jesus loves me, too.