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Uncommon Warmth
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Thursday, June 28, 2012 |
“Excuse me,” she said. “Do you have a couple minutes to talk about human rights?” She was standing there on the sidewalk in downtown Chicago, and I walked by at my brisk heart-healthy pace expressing a “no thank you.” Then I looked at my watch and noticed I really DID have the time. So I walked back and talked to her. The girl was in her early twenties and cradled a clipboard in her arms. Unseasonably chilly wind blew our hair as she attempted to gain my sympathy for a bill in support of human rights. Turns out, it was about extending legal rights for homosexuals. She was polite...reasonable...not edgy. And I was determined I was NOT going to be a fist-clenching angry evangelical. Yet clearly we stood on opposite shores, an ocean of moral truth churning between us. I gently unfolded my opposition to the expansion of any rights for people who choose to engage in homosexual activity. As I did so, I was conscious of a desire to be kind to her. Admittedly, I also struggled to succinctly define my position. We continued to talk. Continued to disagree. But continued to be civil. When the conversation kind of paused...and I knew I really did need to move on in order to make my train, I said to the girl, “You know what—you've been very gracious. I want you to know you're an excellent representative of your organization. Really.” She beamed and said something kind in return. Two Scripture passages come to mind. Colossians 4:6 Let your speech at all times be gracious (pleasant and winsome), seasoned [as it were] with salt, [so that you may never be at a loss] to know how you ought to answer anyone [who puts a question to you]. Proverbs 25:15 By long forbearance and calmness of spirit a judge or ruler is persuaded, and soft speech breaks down the most bone-like resistance. On that windy June day, there were probably no ideological battles won. No hearts convinced. But I trust Jesus was honored by my feeble attempts. And gently hope that on an unseasonably chilly afternoon...an uncommon warmth marked the conversation of two who agreed to disagree. |
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