they – those ones —used as third person pronoun serving as the plural of he, she, or it or referring to a group of two or more individuals not all of the same sex (Merriam-Webster definition)
We live in a world of “they.” A world of drawn lines between us and them.
Who is (are?) the “they” in your life? In my life? The “those ones?” The people we’re staring at or avoiding making eye contact with across the line in the sand?
Are they gay? Straight? Black? White? Immigrants, legal and illegal? Republican? Democrat? Christian? Atheist? Muslim?
Are they poor? Rich? Skinny? Fat? Unemployed? Teenagers? Parents? – The list goes on.
Who are they? And why is there a line drawn?
So we’re different…so we don’t all agree…so what?
I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to live in a world of drawn lines. That world doesn’t do my heart good, it doesn’t make my life beautiful.
This blog is called melandlavidabella (Spanish for ‘the beautiful life’) and as is mentioned in my About page, I am on a journey to find the beautiful things that this life has to offer.
For me, these beautiful things don’t include standing in opposition of one another because of different religious beliefs, or views on social issues. It doesn’t mean drawing a line due to different socioeconomic status or skin color. It doesn’t mean living a life where hate and ignorance have any control or say so.
Personally, I come from a Christian background and one thing that I’ve grown up knowing is whoever they are…
“Red, and yellow, black, and white
(Gay, straight, Atheist, Illegal Immigrants, etc.)
they are precious in His sight.”
This compassion for other people and connecting despite our differences is found in other major world religions as well. For example, the word ‘compassion’ is the word that occurs most frequently in the Qur’an. (source) The Buddha says that “A generous heart, kind speech, and a life of service and compassion are the things which renew humanity.” (source) And “in the various Hindu traditions, compassion is called daya, and, along with charity and self-control, is one of the three central virtues.” (source)
Why then, is it so hard for us to look past our differences and love one another? Who even drew these lines in the first place?
I believe that the world has conditioned us to accept the lines, the hate, the ignorance. But by doing so, I think we are missing out on a whole lot of beauty. The beautiful kind of life that we are meant to live.
I recently read an article written by Shane L. Windmeyer of the Huffington Post about ‘coming out’ as a friend of Dan Cathy and Chick-Fil-A. It is about two men from very different walks of life connecting, listening, and becoming friends. If you have the time, I hope you’ll read it too. We could all learn something from it. You can find it here.
Sorry to be so heavy-ish today, it’s just something that has been on my mind lately.
I hope you are all having a wonderful Wednesday!