Realignment

Darn fairies.....don't they know it's hard to love Hitler.
Readings come at the darnedest times..... *sigh*

It's hard to love Hitler.
WPIML used to pull that one out and toss it at me when I was struggling with STUFF that made me cringe and want to toss in the towel with certain makes and models of human beings.
It's HARD to love Hitler.

A simple "G-d loves Hitler" was enough to turn me on my heels most moments.

"Well, G-d's got some serious issues!" was my rebuttal.  "And I ain't G-d!"  (no.....I'm not....so quit acting like it?)

Cue Mel:  Check yourself,  oh-ye-on-the-pedestal-of-judgement.

I don't have to like someone to love 'em anyway.
I don't have to like their actions or attitudes.
Sick people need to be treated as sick people.

It's HARD to love Hitler.

I don't understand evil.  I understand selfish, self centered, egocentric, MEMEME thinking--which puts me pretty darn close to understanding evil.  I understand rolling over people to get what I want, ignoring their needs, their feelings, their human 'rights' to be treated with dignity and respect....maybe I do understand evil...
As twisted as my thinking can get/did get--I never allow me to act on some things that I think--even in my 'finest moments', I could think horrid things--but I couldn't reconcile myself to cross a line.  I crossed plenty of lines as is--but there were lines I didn't cross.

Thank G-d for that.
Seriously......thank G-d for that.

In all honesty--it wasn't a moral deterrent that stopped me from crossing other lines.  I wasn't the shining example of morality--I'm still not...
*sigh*

I'll check myself.
Sitting in judgement of sick people--not my deal...not where my passion lies.  NOT a statement of who I AM...what I claim as 'mine' today.

It doesn't mean I'm not angry.
I'm clearly angry....and sad...overwhelmingly sad.

But I can still be who I AM......and be angry.
And be loving.
And call for the goodness in me, and in those around me, to shine....