After hanging out with a new couple that we met who are new to the South Florida area, I've been thinking lately about what a paradox living here is for me. It's funny how being raised in the Bible belt often leads to intolerance rather than love as we consciously and unconsciously judge those who don't believe as we believe. It seems that even when we are taught to hate the sin and love the sinner, actions speak louder than words and the message is sometimes lost in translation.
On the other hand, due to the diversity in our area and becoming good friends with people that in the past I feared or avoided, my prejudices have lessened and I found myself more accepting of certain behaviors.
It's a fine line to walk between loving people who may not live the way I believe we should live and letting myself become complacent in my own morals.
3 comments:
I find my old age is opening up the world to me. :)
I'm glad you're back: I HAVE MISSSSSSSSSEEDD YOU! :)
It is a fine line and something that I have to keep myself in check over constantly.
I find that the less judgmental I become the more I see it all around me. Does that make any sense? And I am just trying to learn to never make assumptions that others are not hypercritical just because I have turned a new leaf. I don't feel like I made any sense at all in this comment. Oh well - I am glad you are blogging again as well. I miss you when I can't read something you've written.
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