Monday, May 3, 2010

The Elusive Liberal Christian

I was reading over a Bible lesson at lunch from the book, One Month to Live, by Kerry and Chris Shook (yes, even though I am from Oklahoma, I do know how to read .... and yes, even though I am a liberal Democrat, I do believe in God). I have had the book in the floorboard of my car for about six months now. Obviously, if I had really only had one month to live then I wouldn't have learned much from the book because by now I would be living in my glitter covered cardboard box in Heaven. However, I have slowly made it through the book and am all the way up to Day 26 (26 days of lessons done in 180 days time ... that's not bad at all). As I was reading the lesson for today about how we should make plans to leave relationships behind and not just "stuff", I began to wonder about politics and how much better the world would be if everybody (especially politicians) lived by the idea that we should do something every single day to help somebody else (especially if it in no way benefited us). I can't even imagine a world where people would put people before the love of "stuff". Why is this such a foreign concept? Why do so many of the "moral majority" find it so hard to love everybody? Why is it that when I tell people that I am pro-choice, that I don't own a gun (and never will), that I don't believe that every immigrant should be deported, or that I believe that consenting adults should have the choice of whomever they want to love; that I am automatically told that I can't really be a Christian?

I am the dodo bird (and no - you are not allowed to start calling me that as a nickname - I am just using it as an example), right here smack dab in the middle of the Bible belt, trying to help people, trying to do the best I can, and honestly believing that I don't have the right to judge anybody else.


  1. It's not just you. While I am not a liberal Democrat, my understanding of The Faith is far enough different from my Republican, evangelical family that they look at me as if I'm from another planet. Or, you know, like some kind of dodo bird.