I’d like to share something that I think would cheer us all up.
There was a Pride Parade that happened on the last day of June in Manila, Philippines (which, considering the flack LGBT people face on a daily basis in a predominantly Christian country, is a very brave thing to do).
And then the best thing happened:
Pictured above are Christians, holding signs, apologizing for the horrible way they’ve treated the LGBT community. They’ve attended four pride parades as part of their “I’m Sorry” campaign. Seeing this just… makes me really emotional in a happy way. Like, imagine if all Christians were as positive and mature and accepting as these folks right here… the world would be a much better place. These people acknowledged just how much damage they’ve done to LGBT people – and they APOLOGIZED FOR IT.
#RiseUpTogether
#20gayteen
#HappyPrideMonth
I have a Ph.D. in Religions (it’s worth the paper it’s printed on, so less than 2 cents, but still…)
I have read the Bible cover to cover.
I read it for comprehension, and I took notes.
Thousands of notes.
I wrote a thesis paper of the culmination of my studies & my findings, the causations, the correlations, the awful things, the awesome things. (I laugh at those who claim they’ve “studied” the Bible…no, “Sharon,” you have not. You’ve read the Bible, I’ll grant you that…but you clearly have not studied it.)
With that in-depth analysis under my belt and the card in my wallet that makes me a literal card-carrying minister, I say unto all of you:
This, according to the words of Christ Himself, is how true Christians are supposed to act.
Especially when they and others professing to be like them, have wronged others.
That is the truth of Christ’s teachings.
Not whatever anti-Christ stuff is being espoused all over the place.
not giving your money to a business that’s currently striking is literally an essential part of a strike.
Amazon brings in over 34 BILLION dollars every day. Even a one-day boycott could mean massive leverage for the strikers – especially if the boycott coincided with one of the most profitable days Amazon expected to have all year, as this one does.
Do not visit Amazon.com on 10 July 2018 (or July 15-16 in the US)!
the thing is, somebody cares. i know your best friend seems really busy all the time and is shit at texting but she still loves you and she talks to you more than she talks to anyone else and you’re the only breath of calm she has on this planet. the boy in your science class loves seeing what music you’re listening to on your headphones – he has the same taste and wishes he had the nerve to ask you about it. your english teacher loves the insight you have on your papers. somebody cares. the person who lives down the street from you notices when you are sick because they don’t see you stomping your way to the schoolbus – it’s how they know it’s time to get their breakfast ready. somebody is looking for you at the party, even if they don’t know they’re really looking for you – but when you don’t show up, some part of them is disappointed. somebody is looking for you in the library, in the spot where you eat lunch, in front of that one step you always seem to trip on. i know your parents are a complicated mess and there’s drama between your friends and your love life is sort of shaped like a constant question and everybody seems all caught up in their own lives and their own happiness and nobody really notices: but somebody always does. every face in your dreams is someone you have met, and that means that you are in a million’s stranger’s heads. they see you when they go to bed. and somebody cares. somebody still thinks about you even though you were just a person with a nice outfit or good eyeliner or a great smile or because you were having one of those moments that are so charmingly human in nature or because they regret not asking if you needed help when you fell or because they wonder what you were thinking about or drawing or writing or just because you’re alive, and that makes you fascinating. somebody cares. when you were on break from work and saw a dog hanging his head out of the car and suddenly broke into a smile: there was a girl in the back of that car, and I was her, and I still think about you, and i hope you get more chances to smile like that. and there is you, sitting here reading this, and by some small extension, meeting me, and i am telling you, I care. somebody always does. i promise. i promise. you are loved.
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