I Am Not Your Stereotypical Anything
During the holidays, I work in summer clubs for children with physical and learning disabilities. Obviously, some of my colleagues ended up becoming friends. I'm a convinced Christian. My closest friends are Sara and Xander. Sara is a practising Muslim, she wears a headscarf and fasts during Ramadan. Xander is an atheist, gay and proud - he wears make up, skirts, dresses and high-heels (he's better at wearing them than me - I can't cope with high heels). The three of us are close friends.
A few days ago, Xander told me that he doesn't like working in the summer clubs when Sara and I aren't there, because NO ONE ELSE TALKS TO HIM.
That's right. The people that society views as "prejudiced against gays" are the only ones who actually talk to that lovely, bubbly gay man and are friendly to him. People who are not religious, don't. Interesting, isn't it, how that flips people's perception on its head?
As a Christian, I don't believe in bashing people over the head and telling them they're sinners... I believe in sharing God's love with them, not just in words but in deeds. And I try and follow Jesus, who told us NOT to judge, and that we'd be judge with the measure we use to judge others.
A few days ago, Xander told me that he doesn't like working in the summer clubs when Sara and I aren't there, because NO ONE ELSE TALKS TO HIM.
That's right. The people that society views as "prejudiced against gays" are the only ones who actually talk to that lovely, bubbly gay man and are friendly to him. People who are not religious, don't. Interesting, isn't it, how that flips people's perception on its head?
As a Christian, I don't believe in bashing people over the head and telling them they're sinners... I believe in sharing God's love with them, not just in words but in deeds. And I try and follow Jesus, who told us NOT to judge, and that we'd be judge with the measure we use to judge others.