The word “hate” is not allowed to be used in our home. It is not part of our vocabulary.
We are an anti hate family.
We refuse to make room for hate in our hearts.
I learned a long time ago that hate will kill our spirits and steal away our souls.
I believe nothing good comes out of hate.
I believe that answering things such as racism, judgment or bullying with hate is not the answer.
I believe that hate perpetuates the evils of this world and keeps them alive.
I believe that hate in the heart is where injustices begin.
I believe that if hate is allowed to fester it can grow like a wild fire.
I believe that the wild fire puts out joy and peace and leaves the heart charred with blackness.
I believe hate breeds with evil and gives birth to things like murder, bullying, racism and abuse in all it’s forms.
Even if it doesn’t cause one to commit injustices, I believe it can make us unhappy, miserable, sick, depressed and toxic.
I may dislike something or someone. I may feel really angry because of injustices that are done to myself, someone I love or to another human being. I may even want to hurt someone back for what they did. Still the answer is not to hate.
I believe the answer is love.
100% unequivocal love. Love that is not just a feeling but a verb. An action. Love that is not about mush or sex. Love that in unconditional. Love that doesn’t expect or demand it’s own way. Love that makes room for imperfection. Love that wakes the dead heart and makes it come alive. Love that accepts. Love that sets free and doesn’t hold back. Love that isn’t jealous or unkind. Love that doesn’t seek revenge. Love that forgives. Love that doesn’t deny or take away. Love that doesn’t leave room for hate.
I believe love can knock hate to the ground. If we let it. If we don’t stand in it’s way.
I’ve taught this to my children, my children’s children and all the children that have ever been in my care. I teach this to my little’s now.
Most of all, I’ve tried to live it in front of them so that they could learn by my example.
Because love beating hate begins with me.
It is not always easy to choose love over hate.
There was a time that my heart was full of hate. Towards myself. A thousand times I will tell you that living a life with hate in your heart is not a good way to live. Hell actually. And I will tell you that having love set my heart free was the most beautiful feeling in the world.
It is not as though injustices haven’t happened in my life or in our family.
Things like abuse, rape, racism, bullying, suicide, incest, divorce, death and loss are not strangers to my life. These might be ugly things but I refuse to allow them to make my heart ugly with the hate that could color my heart if I allowed it to.
Do not think for one second that when my daughter was raped at the start of her freshman year of college that I didn’t feel moments of hatred for the man that did this to her. I choose not to hate him.
When little man experiences racism I want to come out of my skin but I choose to not hate the racist. When my step daughter lies or behaves in way that hurts one of the little’s I want to come unglued but I choose to not hate her.
Having put on weight over this past year and a half due to health issues brings out my old battle with anorexia as a young woman and causes me to struggle with self hating once again but I am choosing to not hate myself.
Being attacked at my job not only cost me my livelihood but has kept me from being able to work full time. Not to mention that I now live with pain 24/7. Even though this person attacked me and left me with permanent injuries to my skull and neck I do not hate her. Even though the company that employed me didn’t protect me and I hold them the most responsible, I don’t hate them.
There are weeks, like this week, that it feels like the pain is swallowing me up and I start to feel panic. This is when I have to face what has happened with love. I refuse to allow hate to enter into the picture because hate would keep me locked into the past. Hate would hold me in bondage so tight that I would never move past this.
Hate takes up too much room in the heart. It doesn’t leave room for the good.
Choosing love to handle the injustices in my life instead of with hate stops the cycle from repeating itself. It stops hate from having anywhere to go.
Love makes room for something more.
Hate keeps a person stuck in the muck of bitterness, unforgiveness and in bondage to “it” so in order to be free of the muck, we must choose to lay the hate down.
Hate puts up walls and imprisons us to whatever it is that hurt or angered us. I don’t want to be owned by whatever “it” is.
Love unlocks the door. It allows us to move forward instead of staying stuck behind the cold black bars of hate.
Love, like hate, can grow and spread like a wild fire.
I believe that both love and hate are contagious and we each have a choice as to which one we are going to spread around.
I choose love because I believe love is the answer.
Love feels and looks much better than hate.
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Until next time, love & hugs, Lori