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And they will know we are Christians . . .

by our love . . .

(Now, unfortunately I have that song stuck in my head!)

For me, it started on March 14, the day after Pope Francis' election.  And it has only been heightened by the events surrounding the Supreme Court and the same sex marriage debate.  I have seen more than my share of ugly comments floating around the world wide web over the last few weeks.  There are "Good Catholics" who harshly criticize the Pope for his ugly pectoral cross, his "Low mass", the lack of lace.  I have read how he will destroy the Church (really?).  Then this week I have read way too many hateful comments from people who call those who want marriage to remain between a man and a woman, bigots.  I have read comments, of those trying to protect marriage, that tear down the dignity of people who think marriage should be redefined.

And I find it strangely ironic that this is all happening during Lent and Holy Week.  The time when the ONE who showed us how to love, suffered and died on the cross because of our sinful nature and the hatred of those who did not understand HIS message.  Praise God He Rose and crushed all of that!

I cried this morning as I prayed about this.  All this spewing of hatred and disrespect.  It is times like this that I just want to up and move to the mountains and ignore society, all of it.

But, that was not the way of Jesus, was it? 

We are called to love. 

There are two things I hold very dear.  Respect and Love.  My parents taught me to respect all people.  No matter if we agree with them.  Not matter if they are different that us.  Not matter what.  Respect all people.  I am not quite sure how they did it so well, and I pray that I can teach my kids that same lesson half as good as they did to me.

And my faith.  My Jesus. Taught me to LOVE.  Oh, dear Lord, if only I could love a a tiny bit like you did.  But I strive too.  I really do. 

We need to look no further than HIS example of love.  He loved everyone.  He ate with the sinners and tax collectors.  He spoke to the woman at the well, a women shunned by society.  He did not condemn the woman caught in adultery.

"Neither do I condemn you; go. From now on sin no more" John 8:11


Jesus was first and foremost a servant who engaged the culture.  Who called out the sinners and the Pharisees in their sin.  But HE could do this.  He could transform hearts because HE IS LOVE.

In a very imperfect way, I am trying to say, through all of this hate and criticism, that we are, I am,  focusing on the wrong things.  There are babies in a orphanage, abandoned, who do not even cry anymore, there are millions of women in China who have been forced to have abortions, forced into sterilizations, there are families and children around the world, in our own country who do not have shelter, do not have food, who go to bed hungry every night.  And I wonder why we are wasting words on hatred, when we should focus on actions of love.

The only way we can make this world a better place is not by our words on Facebook or trying to fight an argument on our blogs.  The only way we give our words power is by first living LOVE in action.  What good could I have done with the time I spent giving attention to the negativity, if I chose to turn away from it and used that time for something else?

As I enter into the Triduum, I pray that I can know the depth of HIS love and love just a little bit more like HE did.  So that I , and maybe a few others too, may know that there is a better way.  That there is so much more than this world offers.

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  1. DUDE! Katie. I was reflecting on the timing of all of this as well, in terms of Holy week. Perfect reflection.

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  2. Totally agree!
    "In remembrance of me, Always love" (the song that will now be stuck in my head)

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  3. Agreed!! So well put!! The devil is trying to distract us from focusing on Christ and his love this holy week. I am amazed at how much energy people are wasting on these things. Aside from that, does anyone REALLY think they will change the hearts of modern culture with a status or a meme? I'm going to spend this week reflecting and praying for everyone.

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  4. As I become a confirmed catholic this weekend, all of this has been weighing so heavily on my mind! I have decided to take the same stance......just love! Love for everyone, and if someone asks what my opinion is I will very clearly and loving tell them that I think Marriage is sacred between a man and women....and then I will pray that they will show me love as well....my you have the holiest of holy weeks and happy Easter!!

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  5. As I become a confirmed catholic this weekend, all of this has been weighing so heavily on my mind! I have decided to take the same stance......just love! Love for everyone, and if someone asks what my opinion is I will very clearly and loving tell them that I think Marriage is sacred between a man and women....and then I will pray that they will show me love as well....my you have the holiest of holy weeks and happy Easter!!

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  6. As I become a confirmed Catholic this weekend this has been weighing heavily on my mind. I have gotten angry, frustrated and confused in the end I decided being called a bigot for standing up for what I believe in then I am ok with that, I also decided to love everyone and if someone asks me what my beliefs are I will simply state that I think marriage is sacred between Man and Woman, and then I will pray that they will show me love as well.....may you have the holiest of holy weeks, and a Happy Easter!

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  7. Such a great and necessary message, Katie. Thank you for sharing your heart. It is through angels like you that we are reminded of perspective and priority (or lack thereof). Carry on and LIVE your LOVE :)

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