I’m talking about simply loving any other human being for who they are.
Unless we feel free of judgement it is hard to do or at least hard to talk about.
- I was born and raised as a Catholic in a tiny village. All I knew in my first 10 years of life was white Catholic people.
- These days I go to church — a multicultural Protestant church — on a not-so-regular basis.
- I have an “adopted” Tunisian son, who’s a Muslim.
- I live and work in a mostly atheist world.
I love people from all walks of life, but unless you are really close to me I am not really open about all of that.
Why, you ask?
I don’t like labels. I don’t want to be thought of as a “wacky” Jesus lover, a terrorist supporter, a fake Christian, or any other label you might come up with based on the little information I just gave you about me.
Think of me as me…
Because ultimately I am ALL of the people that I have met in life. I am ALL the people that have built me with their love.
I ask you, please, before you stick a label onto me, label me human!
I’m not perfect. I’m not a perfect daughter, I’m not a perfect mother, I’m not a perfect partner, I’m not a perfect friend. Nothing I do is perfect, but I do love…
Let’s love each other and let’s love each other freely!