I’m currently working a seasonal job repairing windshields. I’m the only female site operator in our territory, and I happen to be very good at what I do. This morning, I was setting up my tent with the help of my dad. A customer pulled up, and began inquiring about getting a repair done. I took control of the conversation, and answered his questions. Yet, 90% of the time he was trying to talk to my dad. I was wearing a uniform, my dad was not. He even told the customer at the beginning of the interaction that I was the one to talk to. My dad doesn’t even know how to do a repair. But the customer assumed that because my dad is a man, he was the better one to talk to.
Sexism may not be as prevelant as it once was, but it is still alive and well. If I’m experiencing this as someone with a great deal of privilege, just imagine what others without that must be going through. This is why International Womens Day is important.
I’ve had a complicated relationship with religion as an adult. I’ve always been very liberal minded in my views, which I’ve often felt competed my faith. The message I received from society was that I had to choose. I could either be Christian or liberal, but not both. I felt drawn to religion, but saw so many messages of hate and close mindedness. That wasn’t something I wanted any part of, so disassociated myself from Christianity. I still had a relationship with God, but knew in my heart it wasn’t as strong as it could be.
I knew I was at a crossroads. So I began to dive deep into myself to answer some important questions. What is God’s fundamental message? When it comes down to it, what above all is he trying to teach us? After much prayer and soul searching I finally realized, God is love. He wants us to show love in all areas of our lives. He wants us to be love. That was a message I could get behind.
Unfortunately I fear there always will be be people using religion as an excuse for hatred. But I truly believe the way to fight that is with love. That doesn’t mean we should just pray for these people and sit idly by. While prayer is great, we can also use our love in other ways. We can be champions for the people and organizations that need us. We can volunteer our time. We can show people on the other side that God is working through us.
Liberal Christians are out there, I’m one of them.
I’ve made many past forays into blogging, and none of them stuck. I think the most I ever wrote were 5 posts before it fell by the wayside. I wrote about things like makeup, and fashion. Things I thought others would be interested in. I was interested in these things too, to an extent. But that was my problem. I was interested, but not passionate. Interest will reel you in, but you need passion to sustain it.
I have learnt that life is a beautiful, messy, thrilling ride. The question is, how do I want to carry myself through this crazy thing called life. The way I see it, there are two options. Option one is what many people choose. They live a quiet life, doing what is expected of them. Their existence is confined to the cookie cutter society has placed around them. Then there’s option two. It’s a bit harder to pin down, since there is no mould to follow. It’s the idea of looking into the deepest spaces within your heart and using that to lead you. Doing things that make your soul dance, and your heart sing. I don’t know about you, but I choose option two.
Thinking about how to go about that led me to an idea: Living life with radical love. Love for yourself. Love for your family, friends and strangers. Love for the earth. Love for causes that speak to you. I want to live my life by leading with radical love, and I’d love to have you join me.