12 Reasons Why You Should Sweat The Small Stuff Part 2
Because of Dr. Benjamin Spock’s famous book (if you haven’t bought it, do your children a favor… don’t! If you have it, burn it.) which basically taught American parents how to do nothing to teach Children about how to behave in society, and let them do whatever they want…the educational system is taking it upon themselves to teach children in America a lot of things they shouldn’t be. Teachers in the public educational system in America are having children sit in mindfulness sessions where they practice tantric mantras and meditation so they can have better success in controlling themselves in school. (Fortunately the Principal allowed our daughter to sit outside the classroom when they do this because we weren’t too happy when we found out by reading a 1 year old local newspaper article and we were never told by the school district.)
While Christians can’t come in and share the Gospel and kids can’t pray, Muslims who have infiltrated the American Education system are forcing children all over America to recite the Muslim conversion prayer and they are punished if they don’t agree to do so.
Just recently a young student told his teacher that science tells us that there are boys and girls and no third gender. His teacher told the Principle and the Principle called the boy in to the office then his parents, the boy was expelled and the parents were even chastised by the Principle.
Canada has a very strong LGBQTSS+ standpoint in its politics and its educational system.
Now before you start the inevitable “homophobe” stomp dance… We at 1 Stone Ministries don’t hate or even dislike anyone from the LGBTWSS+ community. Although many of them hate people like us. One of their favorite mantras is to outscream any Christian making a point, “You queer hater” or their second favorite “Homophobe”. First of all I would never use the word “queer” to describe a homosexual any more than I would use any other rude derogatory word to describe any other community (even if that community has taken to calling themselves that word). Even if I don’t agree with their lifestyle, they deserve dignity as much as anyone else. Besides being the parent of two kids, how could I ever hurt someone elses child? Besides namecalling is chldish,demoralizing and rude. What’s that he just said???? A Christian cares about the feelings of a homosexual? Why would you do that, Christians hate us? Remember that word on the top of the list? (psst, it was integrity, remember?)
Editors Note: I will never forget when I was 25, I spent a summer working in the Grand Canyon National Park in Arizona, I made a whole whopping $4.25 an hour. I learned a lot about other cultures that summer. I remember over the next several months I worked with a guy named Chis. We would occasionally talk to each other while working or in the lunchroom. He worked behind the front desk at the Bright Angel lodge on the South Rim of the Grand Canyon, and I was a porter responsible for cleaning the common areas and pointing out locations to tourists and pointing them in the right direction. He was openly gay. I actually met the Christian girl I dated that summer while having lunch talking with Chris. During quiet moments I would point out handsome men to Chris and he’d point out pretty girls to me. He always said I’d make a great gay guy because I had great taste in men. I said his taste in women wasn’t as good.
I don’t know whatever happened to Chris. I have felt guilty for decades that while I explained that I was a Christian and what it meant to me, I never told him much about Jesus and what Jesus had done for me.
I have had several other friends that were gay through the years and they have always been surprised at the way I would talk to them, rather than at them as a Christian. They would ask why? I would tell them that Jesus tells me to be kind to people and loving to everyone. I would always end with telling them what Jesus said about love. We are to love the person and hate the sin. I don’t agree with your lifestyle but I’m called as a disciple of Christ to be kind to everyone.
Let me share a story that still makes me cry when I think about the lady. I’ll never forget Mary. She was a woman in her mid fifties. During training she had expressed the fact that she was a lesbian and had been for over thirty years.
We weren’t on the same team at work but we had the same lunch time.
I remember the day that I mentioned what we had gone through about 2 years before with my father. She had mentioned that she was going through a tough time with her mother. I don’t know why but I just felt I needed to share about my Pops. I told her that he was a great loving Dad and that I missed him, a lot. She asked what was wrong and I said that he had Alzheimer’s disease for over 15 years before passing away. I had a few tears in my eyes as I reminisced about some of the happy memories of the past and the more recent tears. It was a very stressful time in my life. I had a nervous breakdown while helping my mom, as she helped dad. About two years after my Dad started exhibiting signs of Alzheimer’s, I had gotten married. My first marriage in divorce after 9 months and the loss of a child to miscarriage. So within a 15 year period I had lost my first wife to divorce, and lost my first child to miscarriage and lost my father who was my hero to Alzheimer’s. I explained that I had gotten remarried but my dad never really knew my firstborn, my son. My son was just barely one year old when my dad passed away. He was my Dad’s only grandson and he had a few lucid moments where he enjoyed spending time with his grandson. During the latter parts of my 20 minute story, Mary started showing signs of emotional discomfort. I asked her what was wrong? She looked at me very surprised and asked how I knew something was wrong. With my aplomb and strange sense of humor… I said Mary, you’ve been crying for the last 10-15 minutes, your face is all red and your body language is tense which is a sign of feeling a little bit scared and insecure… A blind, deaf, butt monkey could tell something was wrong…” To which she smiled and unwound a little. I said not bad for a man huh? She busted out laughing and said yeah not bad and you are a Christian to boot. I asked what that had to do with anything. She said “Well you Christians hate us don’t you?” To which I feigned great shock – “We do? You mean people whose parents have Alzheimer’s?”
She rolled her eyes and half seriously shook her head, and said “you know I’m gay.” I paused for a second, then I asked her “Can you tell me what that has to do with sharing the pain of someone who is obviously in emotional pain when I’ve been through the same pain?”
She thought for a second, and said “Well it shouldn’t have anything to do with it!” I said “Yes thank you, exactly.”
“But you people hate all queers and lesbians! Don’t you?”
I said, “first of all lumping people into a generality is kind of offensive isn’t it?
She said yeah you people do it all the time.
To which I responded with a smile, “there you just did it again for the third time.
It took a moment for her to get it. Then I saw the clouds of heaven open and a ray of understanding came over her. She was doing to me the very thing she hated.
I winked and said “I might be a man, and a Christian but if you take a minute to see past both stereotypes you might find I’m rather wonderful.”
She shook her head and blew her nose, then asked “how could she a lesbian, find a man wonderful?”
Then the light kind of started shining in her eyes. She then said with a sigh and a frown… “Well I guess I might as well throw the other shoe at you while I’m at it!” Then she crossed her arms.
I said what other shoe, are you a mass murderer? Really? How many people have you killed?
She ignored me and said “I’m a practicing witch, I belong to a Coven.”
I asked her when she was going to stop practicing and get it right?
It took her a moment. Then she busted out laughing. She asked, “why are you so different?”
I said “I’m not, if you ever took the time to get to know Jesus the Son of God, and really got to know real Christians, I’m exactly the way I’m supposed to be. Christ tells us the first commandment is to love God with all our heart and soul and mind, and the second greatest commandment was to love our neighbor likewise.”
I said, “knowing what you have gone through with your mom, touches my heart. Someone that has never been through what you and I have been through could never understand. I like you Mary you’re funny and you care about your customers, I can hear it in your voice. I can like you, and not like your lifestyle at the same time.”
”You can?” It was my turn to roll my eyes. I said “it may surprise you to know that I’m not perfect. I’ve made more than my fair of mistakes and committed more than my fair share of sins. Even though I grew up in a Christian family and accepted Christ as my redeemer and savior at 12, I’m an imperfect human. Even Paul one of the most influential writers of the Bible said he didn’t do the things he knew he should do, and did the things he knew he shouldn’t do. It’s called sin.”
“Do you know how much worse the sin of lesbianism or homosexuality is than my sins?”
“Utoh here we go… Probably way worse right?” She flexed her arms and shoulders like she was ready for the fight of her life. I smiled and said “calm down. My sins are just as bad as yours. God doesn’t grade sin. The Bible says there is no one perfect no not one. The only one who was ever perfect without sin was Jesus because he was part God and born of a miraculous birth and came to heaven to replace the old sacrificial system and die on the cross as the lamb of God to stand in the place of me when God calls my account due. Thanks to Jesus, because I have chosen to bend my knee to his Kingship in my life I’m washed clean and my sins are as far away from me as the East is from the West. I’m no different than you from birth, except I made a choice that you haven’t made yet.”
She says “wow you really are different.”
I said “NO I’m not I could introduce you to thousands of people who proclaim Christ as their Savior and King and think the same way I do.”
It’s been 14 years, I lost my job a short time after that but I hope Mary made it through her Mom’s eventual death and I even hope to dare that she found Jesus. She wouldn’t be the first from the LGBTQ community to really come to Christ and change their lifestyle. I’ve even known a few lesbians and homosexuals who have gone on to marry the opposite sex and have children and lived very happy lives and brought others out of the gay lifestyle.
Honesty and love go a long way.