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Respect


Three times this morning I got a reminder from the universe to see things from someone else's point of view.  A devotional reading, an op-ed piece, and a Facebook status posted by a friend.  When I get that kind of repeated message, I know I really need to take a look at how I am judging the world around me and the people who I disagree with about issues. 

I know that being open to understanding another's feelings even if I cannot understand their logic is key. 

When I get upset by the news and depressed at the stalemate nature of our current governing bodies, the misery caused by said, and the hopelessness of any resolution, I have to stop and let myself see the sincerity of those with opposing views, the sense of fear and anguish they feel at their world changing, the sense of outrage at their values being devalued by others.  I feel those things too. 

I also feel that my views are more beneficial to more people.  And that is my right to have that opinion.  It doesn't mean it's right.  Or at least any more right than any other opinion.  I have the right to express my opinion and so does everyone else. 

I wish there could be more room for compromise, forgiveness, and understanding.  And maybe that is part of the problem.  Maybe the values held by some people include an abhorrence of forgiveness and compromise.  Maybe I am trying to infuse logic or rational thought into what is essentially a moral or emotional argument.  I read a quote by Jonathan Swift yesterday that seems appropriate, "It is useless to attempt to reason a man out of a thing he was never reasoned into."  

I do know when I approach others with respect and acceptance of the sincerity of their deeply held beliefs, I can listen more carefully.  I know that I respond better to others when I feel they are hearing me and respecting that what I believe is of great importance and value to me.  We could all use a bit more respect and acceptance toward each other and our feelings. 


I don't have a solution to the divided loyalties and visions in our country.  I am glad I am not called upon to serve one up.  I can and do pray for each and every person involved whether actively, psychically, or emotionally to be guided by respect, understanding and divine grace.  


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