I have no passion for religion or politics.
I do have a passion for helping others, saving animals and cuddling. Anything furry.
Therefore where my passions lie, my thoughts and actions come from that mindset.
I don’t know much about politics, therefore I don’t care to talk much about it.
For religion, I can talk, discuss and debate with the crowd but would need help finding the verses to collaborate the discussion.
I don’t watch the news and only see what’s happening on FB news feed.
I can tell you everything about being vegan, where to adopt an animal, how to do basic care for pets and will jump out of my car to catch a stray.
I give away lots of things, much to the chagrin of my hubby. I know where to find resources for people in need and would give the coat off my back to someone if asked.
All this to say, as the years go by I realize people don’t have the same heart for things as I do. They grow up differently. They maybe had no pets, were in the military, politics, were hunters or activists. Some had terrible childhoods that shape who they are. Some had a wonderful life and that shapes who they are.
Some hearts get hard and cynical as they grow older, some soften. Some wild hearts grow calm when families and kids are made.
Some hearts find God and things change. No longer the cares of their world matter. Matters of eternity are forefront. Things like
Love the Lord your god with all your heart, mind and soul:
The Parable of the Good Samaritan
25On one occasion an expert in the law stood up to test Jesus. “Teacher,” he asked, “what must I do to inherit eternal life?”
26“What is written in the Law?” he replied. “How do you read it?”
27He answered, “ ‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind’c ; and, ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’”
LEVITICUS 18“ ‘Do not seek revenge or bear a grudge against anyone among your people, but love your neighbor as yourself. I am the Lord.
28“You have answered correctly,” Jesus replied. “Do this and you will live.”
29But he wanted to justify himself, so he asked Jesus, “And who is my neighbor?”
30In reply Jesus said: “A man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho, when he was attacked by robbers. They stripped him of his clothes, beat him and went away, leaving him half dead. 31A priest happened to be going down the same road, and when he saw the man, he passed by on the other side. 32So too, a Levite, when he came to the place and saw him, passed by on the other side. 33But a Samaritan, as he traveled, came where the man was; and when he saw him, he took pity on him. 34He went to him and bandaged his wounds, pouring on oil and wine. Then he put the man on his own donkey, brought him to an inn and took care of him. 35The next day he took out two denariie and gave them to the innkeeper. ‘Look after him,’ he said, ‘and when I return, I will reimburse you for any extra expense you may have.’
36“Which of these three do you think was a neighbor to the man who fell into the hands of robbers?”
37The expert in the law replied, “The one who had mercy on him.”
Jesus told him, “Go and do likewise.”
So, how do we ‘culture-ize’ this to today?
How do we deal with people with hearts not like ours? Do we only deal with the bleeding and broken ones? Do we only help the ‘elect’?
[Answer: since WE don’t know who the elect is, only God does, we should help them all]
How do we deal with people who put animal rights over human rights?
or people who have a passion for equal rights?
or people who put on form of political involvement over another?
or people who love one sports team over another?
or people who are passionate about a certain job or career? or people who adore their children and grandchildren?
All these people have a right and partly an obligation to have these passions.
But we seem to think that if someone else has a different passion, we can scorn them. Mock them.
Sometimes these passions get out of hand and become idolatry. If this is the case, we lovingly and kindly set them on the path of knowledge and truth.
I don’t know, maybe, just maybe, we should ponder where that other passionate person came from? What sparked the ideals they cherish? Maybe be kind and gentle even though their passion might be the opposite of yours.