Religion in the small towns

Driving across rural Texas panhandle, I am reminded how small town southern America can be overwhelmingly, in your face, Christian. I have no problem with having religion or who anyone wants to worship or how you worship. That’s your business.

I also know this country was built on the concept of Freedom of Religion. The founding fathers were still stinging from the enforced imposition of the Church of England as the only sanctioned religion in the nation. To the point of, if you wanted to preach any other doctrine, you literally had to stand on the graves of your ancestors to speak it.

I have heard those who say this country was founded on Christian values. If you mean respecting every person, and valuing every life, then yes. But these are common core values for every religion on this earth. Freedom of Religion means you are free to worship in the religion of your choice. And since all religions, at their core, revere human life and believe in kindness and love to your fellow human beings, why is worshiping in a different way a problem?

Being an empath can be a curse. You always see the other person’s side. You always try to understand where the other person’s viewpoint comes from. And if I were a non Christian, driving through all these little towns professing a love of Jesus in their signs, I would take it that a non Christian would not be welcome here. Based on the current state of public partisan Christianity, I would believe I would not receive help I might need, especially if I was a Muslim woman wearing a hijab. Or if I had a Jewish or Arabic last name. Or if I was traveling with a female friend and held her hand as I needed, for emotional support.

I know you are vocally proclaiming your support for what you believe in, but did you think it might make someone feel unwanted, unwelcome or afraid?

Think about it. Really, really think about it deeply.

Do you really need that sign?