So I’m Catholic … which means some of you automatically roll your eyes or look down on me. And I don’t personally have a problem with that, but I do think it’s a bit silly. I mean, I don’t look down on others for NOT being Catholic.
I just happen to know a few Jewish folk … which is cool. Jesus was a Jew. I’m good with that. Some people would not agree. Hitler even put the Jews in concentration camps and all sorts of other things. So um, you tell me who’s got issues there?
I have one friend who is Pagan … which means many people look down on her and scorn her and all sorts of mean horrible things … But why?! She doesn’t do anything to hurt anyone. She’s a good person. She has wonderful morals. She knows the difference between right and wrong. And isn’t that what’s important?
I mean seriously … isn’t that what’s important? That we choose to do good and not harm ourselves or others … that we respect each other and the earth … I mean, that’s what’s important to me.
So yeah, I’m Catholic. I believe Jesus died on a cross and rose again on the third day. I believe he was born in a manger. I also believe that I should do unto others as I’d want done unto me. I think sinners are bad, but if they truly want to be, they will be forgiven. How do those things make me a bad person?
I pray for people … often even. But I don’t tell them this and I won’t tell any of you who they are either. It doesn’t matter. Praying out loud doesn’t make a person better than someone who prays in the silence of their own hearts. It doesn’t make them better than a person who doesn’t pray at all because that’s what their beliefs tell them.
Faith, Spirituality, Religion, Race, Gender, Height, Weight, Mental Illness, Physical Illness, IQ, Grade Level, Skill Set, Shoe Size … How in the frock can these things define us? I could be wrong, but isn’t it our ACTIONS and our CHOICES which define who we really are? Our beliefs do play a part in who we are and how we conduct ourselves, but they don’t make us any better than another person just because they don’t agree.
I used to have a picture perfect vision of who I was as a person. A list of things I swore I’d NEVER do. A perfectly planned future. I was a good person and no one could change that. Well, no one other than me that is.
Everything on that list of Never do’s … yeah I pretty much did them all (well not ALL, but a lot more than I ever thought I would.) The entire time I remained a Christian, but I was still doing things that were wrong and not very Christian like. In the mean time, my dear pagan friend was out doing things the right way. She didn’t have babies before marriage or a long list of other things we don’t need to mention.
So who is the better person there? Me because I believe in God and Heaven and all that Jazz? No. I was the one being immoral and sinning, not her. Maybe it was my faith that saved me, maybe it was karma, maybe it was a swift kick in the @$$, but none of it defined whether or not I was a better person than she.
This considerably relates to mental illness as well. Does the fact that I have Bipolar but my husband doesn’t make him a better person? Is someone with Bipolar better than someone with Schizophrenia? Is a diabetic a better person than someone with AIDS? (and I know that one will trip some of you up … but I’m sure some people became diabetic from doing some horrible things to! Not all … but not everyone got AIDS from doing bad things either!)
What I’m trying to say is, we have no right to judge one another. We all have different beliefs. We all have different versions of right and wrong. We all have different skeletons in our closets too! None of us are perfect. None of us is better than another. As long as we strive to be good and do what we believe is the right thing, there’s no need to persecute. Let people be who they are and decide to love them due to the way they treat others rather than what kind of clothes they wear or what god they happen to worship.
My question to you is, am I wrong? Do you find yourself judging others by what they believe or how they look? Or do you choose your friends and loved one’s based on how they behave and the way they treat others?
I’m telling you what. I’d rather be friends with a mentally ill, Budist, diabetic with horrible taste in clothing and a bad hair cut over a beautiful Christian who suffers from no illnesses but judges everyone, thinks they’re better than everyone and practices not what they preach any day! Maybe that makes me a bad person too!