Politics

I don’t know your politics. And I don’t care. 

Hold.

Wait.

I care about you.  One human to another. I hope I’ll listen when you let me know them.

Whether I ask for it or not.

I’ll try.

But will you understand if I don’t agree? Because that doesn’t matter to me. 

Will you listen to my voice as well?

I’m trying to do this thing where I show love and kindness… I’ve written about that several times - probably more than several! 

We seem to spend so much time dividing ourselves when really, for me personally I need to try to connect. Connect the dots, make connections, play connect four?! 

I really don’t expect us to agree on everything. In fact, I think that’s part of what makes the human experience a little richer, a little deeper, knowing that we’re not all clones from Star Wars or a group of blonde-haired muscular men from history that was trying to take over the world. 

We’re humans. We’re different, each unique. Each fearfully and wonderfully made.

So understand if shy away if you come to me pronouncing your politics expecting me to jump on the bandwagon, because I just don’t know. There are some things that are being done in the world today that just don’t make sense. It’s not right or left, conservative or liberal, there’s just some stuff that really smells. And I don’t want to be a part of that. 

I do make my stand. I do think about issues, and I do try to be at least relatively informed. But if you ask me what I’m gonna die for, hopefully it’s not on a cross, but maybe it’s trying to be a little closer to that cross. Trying to show love.

Trying to garner peace. 

 ~ Peace

The Burtle