This may be one of those posts you want to skip over. I’ve had that phrase, loving the unlovable rolling through my head. I think I need some blog therapy. No, I’m not talking about my kids. They are always lovable, even when acting like a giant pain in my posterior. I think that’s why God made them so darn cute. I’m talking about the other people, not our relatives that are so hard to love and how do I teach that to my kids?

I have been thinking about Matthew 5:46 on and off for the past couple of months and what that verse means. That God calls me to love the people that are my enemies. It says, “If you love those who love you, what reward will you get? Are not even the tax collectors doing that?” If God is really calling us to that? How do I manage it? How do I teach that to my kids?

Arleigh came home from school today and said, “I think there is a contagious disease at school.” I’m thinking she’s talking about the swine flu. “No Mama, it’s called meanness! First it was just M who was mean to everyone but now A has it too. They were banging C’s head today. I think she wanted to cry.” So two mean little girls were banging another little girl’s head into a wall. It was during P.E. when all four 2nd grade classes are together. I don’t know what I would have done if it had been Arleigh’s head. I’d be volunteering during P.E. too I guess. There is no way the P.E. teachers can catch everything. (I’m getting off topic.)

I started thinking about this verse in particular because as the church secretary, I see many unpleasant things. I was reading an article about this very verse. The article addressed rapist and murderers. Yes, I find loving them hard but there is something about someone who clearly has no faith that makes me feel pity no matter what horrible things they’ve done. It’s the disappointing things that some of my fellow Christians do that really gets me worked up. Shouldn’t they no better? Sadly, a few don’t. A few do and just don’t care. Those are the people that I have a hard time loving. Those people are my mean school girls.

It’s the people who take advantage of the inherent goodness of a church family. The little girls who say they are your friend and then stab you in the back. That seems like a real enemy. I want my girls to stand up for themselves. How do I teach them to do that and still represent their Christian faith? How do you display your love for your fellow man and not become a doormat?

As I look over this, I’m not sure I can post it. I can’t talk about what’s really going on that has me so frustrated. All I can say if that I’m frustrated when people continue to make horrible choices that adversely affect their children and the people around them. It’s doubly frustrating when these people expect someone, either a church or the government to bail them out so they can continue to make bad choices and continue to lead innocent children with them. If I’m having a hard time finding love and sympathy in my heart for these people who haven’t hurt me, how am I supposed to teach my girls to show love and compassion to the mean girls at school?

I took a break from typing this to tuck my girls in bed. Every night they are praying for a baby brother or a baby sister. Tonight it changed to “we don’t care what it is as long as it’s not dead.” Unfortunately, this is not the first time I’ve heard this. It was mentioned about 2 months ago. Hmmmm…Maybe there are other things I need to worry about.