Just two days away is the day we celebrate our individual freedom as well as that of our nation lest we never forget the cost. And while this freedom does include freedom of speech, I can’t help but wonder if we’ve become imprisoned by our political prattling. And no, this isn’t going to be any sort of political blog, so please, come on in and stay for a few minutes as I share from my heart to yours.
You can’t turn the T.V. on, or even do a Google search without some words of anger and conflict dancing across our eyes and into our mind, the seat of our soul. There is a fire of rage building in our country inflamed with opinions on every level. When did it stop being okay to agree to disagree without becoming so full of anger and hatred? Why do we have to try and force our opinions onto others and blast them for theirs? Why are we so inclined to return evil for evil?
I was talking just the other day with someone and he was sharing his frustration about all the compromising that’s happening around us, politically and otherwise, and he kept sharing, and sharing and I mean, the more he talked about it, the more frustrated he became.
When I felt it was appropriate to do so, I quietly said, it’s great to be concerned about our world, but are you concerned or consumed?
We know who wins, so what if we were to just live, and not speak, our convictions lest we become guilty of the compromising we see around us?
Thanks so much for joining me for Coffee Hour with Chicklit Power and Monday’s Mantra with Trench Classes United. May you find freedom from engaging in the opinions of the world and risking compromising your convictions, and remember, when concerned turns into consumed, that can be the beginning of compromise.