SO, this is the first time in a while that I have made myself sit down, and write a blog. What shall I write about, I have no clue. I have no clear cut plan of action for this blog. Wait, I do now I want to share with you the lesson of the hour that was shared with me this past Sunday. If you check out my Google+ page it will be posted there as well. Now mind you the lesson that was provided me has not retained it’s Full originality, but nontheless, I hope you enjoy:
The Great Book states to love your neighbors and hate your enemies. But I say love your enemies and pray for the endlessly. Today, I had sort of a history lesson. About two nations hating each other. Imagine yourself, inside you house having a sort of reunion with your family. You haven’t seen your grandparents let alone your own parents in quite some time. Everyone was going to be there. From mother and father to aunts and uncles on both sides and both sets of grandparents. We are cooking up some hefty southern meal like any country boy is used to, homemade biscuits, sausage gravy, some collards, dad and pop outside having a drink while grilling some ham and chicken.
Well, while everyone is relaxing, you see your worst enemy come in and destroy everything, killing everyone on site. They get to your mother who is running toward you trying to cover you and somehow save you But gets shot in the back. They look you over realizing they are just going to use you to carry your valuables as an offering to the enemy leaders.This tragic story goes on to say 40 miles of walking on bruises and nearly dying all of a sudden on the outskirts of your new home where you are to become a slave and whatever else they would want, you faint and there is a soldier that comes your way and anoints your wounds with the finest oils and wines and carries you on his ride to a place where you weren’t expecting and you were placed in the care of physicians and brought back to life.
This is a story from Jewish history when the Samaritans plundered their lands and took everything they had. But out of the ashes of a message from God, they did the right thing and took them to peace. In correlation to this story in Luke there was the story of the good Samaritan, which we all heard of. This story was told in the idea to help teach us what unconditional love and mercies were. To love your neighbor as yourself and love you enemy better then you would yourself. You see, this life has so many shortcomings of not showing or having enough love to anyone. Proof of such, I turn on the news and see that a woman was stabbed to death 12 times floating down a stream, or so many married people end up so miserable with each other and so fed up the thought of harming the other would possibly come across.
I sat there thinking how hard it is for each of us to love people we like a lot as much as we love and protect ourselves, let alone love the people that we are against, maybe because we have seen them attack our home, or any given wrong they have done to us. But this simple commandment of thought and living is the first and foremost plan that we as people can learn from and share with one another. If we get past the bias ideas of hatred we have of people and look at them for the beauty that they hold, we will grow as one as a body of people.
So I say love yourself less and the people that make up your world more. This is the greatest teaching in the world, and with no barrier of religion of faith. Love is good love is kind, it sees no defects it sees no wrong, love is unconditional. Help me by helping yourself, love your the people that bring you down. The only way they win is seeing you hurt and seeing you down in the gutters. If you show that it doesn’t phase you and continue showing them love and peace they have no choice but to back down. Help the world see better days.