Making my way through the labyrinth of differing philosophies is never easy in my family. My children are staunch conservatives in Christianity. I, on the other hand, am definitely a progressive liberal. Communication can get quite tense as a result.
This was definitely apparent in the past couple weeks with the determination by the United Methodist church to disavow gay priests and open sex marriage. It is so hard to keep your mind open when you are discussing heated topics that cut so close to your heart.
I have found this subject to be quite painful to me even though I am not gay myself. But those I love our face this issue, at least some of them. And knowing what wonderful people they are makes for a painful reality. I do not want to see these people in pain.
In talking to my children, where they see homosexuality is a sin, it is particularly difficult to pause my feelings when listening to their’s. Inside, I rage when I hear them speak. And I wonder how we can ever get to a place of mutuality.
Knowing I am one day going to live with or near my children makes this particularly disturbing. I wonder how I could ever live with conservativism as a way of life. I have always been of a liberal bent . I disagreed with their father, and now I am disagreeing with them.
How we can possibly make peace with each other in the midst of such a wide disparity gives me pause. We get along so well, and our love for each other is so deep. I want nothing but the best for them in this world, but I also want what is best for me. Finding our way to each other and peaceful reconciliation seems impossible.
As humans, we are faced with this dichotomy in life. We want to get along, and do everything we can to try to, but still our inherent natures get in the way. It is a matter that begs resolution, and I pray for it to be so.
At stake are no less than the Bible and Heaven. My children fear they will not see me there. I am not worried about it. I know I am a Christian and have made my way through the eye of the needle. Except for the nagging question of my liberalism.
Is God a conservative? Does He/She really care? Isn’t the goodness of a person what is most relevant? Or is it Dogma that holds the most sway. I pray that isn’t so. God made our diversity. It is for us to honor that, in the spirit of consilatory celebration.
In this world of manic opinions and rabid dictates, may we listen to John Lennon and give peace a chance, imagining our way to a mutually receptive viewpoint.