This was recently posted on Red Letter Christians as part of an article titled “Beyond Liberal and Conservative” by Shawn Casselberry. While it is about the liberal – conservative divide in the Church, I think it applies to many debates we find ourselves in.

Here are some things we all can do to move beyond the conservative and liberal divide:

  • Stop demonizing those we disagree with. We need to unplug from the political shows that only fuel our fears, animosity, and suspicion of each other.
  • We need to welcome dialogue and honest conversation. We need to create spaces where we can tell our stories without judgment and really listen to each other.
  • Learn to laugh at our pettiness. There’s so much more that unites us than what divides us.
  • Stay at the table even when it’s uncomfortable.
  • Believe the best in each other. Realize we are all trying to have a faithful response to what we believe.
  • Look for truth and God in our opponents and their views.
  • Work together. Come together on the things we can agree on to bring about change in our communities (fighting poverty, ending violence against women, educating children, glorifying Christ by loving one another).
  • Stop selling out to political parties. We cannot sell our votes or faith for political power.
  • Be prophetic and not partisan. Don’t’ let anyone off the hook, challenge both conservatives and liberals.
  • Be more humble. Acknowledge the limitations of our viewpoints, the finiteness of our opinions, and the brokenness of our institutions. As Paul said, we all see through glass dimly.”
  • Think of each other as brothers and sisters rather than conservative and liberal.
  • Start dreaming about what we can do when we move beyond liberal and conservative.

The Summer Day

by Mary Oliver

Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean-
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life? *

*emphasis added

When I first arrived in Lusaka, I saw two men walking down the street holding hands. I though to myself that Zambia must be one of the few African countries that is relatively accepting of  homosexuality. It turns out that being gay is actually illegal here and Zambians just like holding hands.