I’m a mom. A mother to two beautiful children. The day these two were born was the day my heart grew legs and started walking around outside of my body. Every day that they are out in the world…my heart is out there with them. If you hurt them, you hurt my heart.
They are flesh and blood, breathing, living human beings. Unfortunately, my son is caught in the middle of a war. A war that he didn’t ask for and a war that he didn’t start. As his mom, I am in the war with him…holding up a shield to protect him from the bullets and arrows that are directed at him. This war has left us both battered and bruised.
Look at his face. He is not an agenda. He is my child, my heart, but more importantly he is God’s child and God’s heart. He is fearfully and wonderfully made. He is made in God’s image. God loves him, yet he is hated by many…and they don’t even know him.
I have a favor to ask of you. Remember his face and the faces of countless others when dealing with the issue of homosexuality. When you post on social media, or comment on posts, remember that you are posting and talking about people… not objects. The people you are referring to are someone’s child, someone’s brother or sister, someone’s nephew or niece, and someone’s grandchild. Think before you post. Is this helping to bring peace, or is this adding fuel to the fire? Is this bringing glory to God, or is it delighting the enemy? Don’t let your words, or your post, tear someone’s heart apart.
And love each other…because love matters…and God’s heart does too.