Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


A fitting email

Have you ever gone to mass, church, eucharist - whatever you call your services - and had the homily (sermon) seem to have been written for you? This happens to me just about every time I go. Seems like the priest knows what is troubling my heart and tailors that week's homily to cover it.

Many of you may be shocked, but I'm on a prayer email chain. I just talk nasty, but I'm a good person deep down. *hush those giggles*

This morning I got the following notes in my prayer email:
FRIDAY'S OLD SAYING: We find comfort among those who agree with us -- growth among those who don't. -- Frand A. Clark
BIBLICAL BASIS: Blessed are those who have been persecuted for the sake of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are you when people insult you and persecute you, and falsely say all kinds
of evil against you because of Me. (Matthew 5:10-11)

Wow! That was appropriate. For those of you who don't go to LabKat's blog or know who she is, she is one of my very best friends. She and I do not share political views, but who really cares? She had and I have been friends for 13 or so years and she has been through childbirth, tube feedings and countless other life-altering events. Regardless of how shitty (and that can be literal) things are, she is there. Same for me with her. I got her back and she's got mine. Well, anyway.

A couple of people decided this week to get all righteous on her and much of it because of me. Talk about feeling like a toad. She has enough crap on her plate to deal with and the last thing she needs is for people to attack her because of me. One person berated her because I'm *gasp* a conservative and called Kat all kinds of names. We could not possibly believe that women are equal human beings if we aren't lefty moonbats. And Kat - you know I don't lump you in there with that description - but some of these people have such out-there concepts that their tiny little minds can't possibly grasp that you can be friends with someone who does not share your points of view. This person, and I use the term loosely, told Kat not to link to her page and not to come back because she is friends with me. Little wonder to me why we call some people moon-bats. The second nasty note she got came from someone supposedly on my side of things. They berated her for choosing not to have children. Personally, if you don't want kids, I'm glad that you're not having them. Plus, she spoils the hell out of my kids, which is good for me. Then, the third looney-tune started going off on how women like her would be better off seen and not heard and much worse. It is scary that there are people like this out there.

*taking deep breaths*

When I read her blog entry yesterday, I immediately got a headache that stayed with me for a few hours. The last thing Kat or I need to deal with are these people. But, you know what? Maybe we can educate them. You certainly can't change the world if you never maneuver your small little mind out of a group with a bunch of yes people. Jesus certainly didn't have any issues with ministering to tax collectors and prostitutes. I hope that I may be able to sway a person to two to simply examine someone else's opinions with some thoughtful inspection. Then, if you are still adamantly opposed to my opinion ... I'll call you a moonbat. Just kidding. I'm rambling now. I just had to get that off my chest.


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