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Much to the chagrin of my friends and family, I refuse to accept the invitation to either the Republican Party or the Democrat Shindig.
Further complicating their emotions is the fact that sometimes there is a “red me,” other times a “blue me” and most of the time, this emerging “new me.”
I will explain.
The “red me” is a firm believer in taking personal responsibility for one’s own life, not relying on the government to supply initiative in order to maintain one’s well-being.
The “blue me” has compassion for those who have hit hard times or are locked into a regional situation making it difficult for them to escape poverty, requiring that they are offered some assistance.
Yet the “new me” is fully aware that the government will never be able to take care of this situation. So I look at the few souls God sends my way and I become their motivator toward personal responsibility and the benefactor for a bag of groceries here and there.
The “red me” understands the need for immigration reform. Without some guidelines, we open the door to confusion, if not mayhem.
Yet there is this “blue me” who wants to make sure that this country is made available to as many seekers as plausible, without closing the avenues to them or making it too difficult to become part of the melting pot.
The “new me” is happy to welcome almost anyone as long as they are willing to learn English.
I don’t like abortion. I don’t care what name you assign to the process of eliminating the life of what could be a human being. In my head it is still killing.
But I must tell you—I don’t like any killing so don’t wave a flag in my face and say we have to go murder other people so we can have freedom.
I am of a mind that the phrase, “gun-happy” is an oxymoron.
I really don’t have a “red me” on race. I don’t think the Republicans are racist. My term for them would be “unacquainted.”
The “blue me” is determined to press flesh and blend colors until I cease to notice skin tone.
And the “new me” is fully aware that God made human beings so similar that we’re like children, fighting for the same prize and maybe even the same love of our Daddy.
I guess the “red me” believes in faith.
But the “blue me” hates religion.
So, the “new me” lives it out in my life instead of yapping so much.
The “red me” sometimes chuckles over climate change, considering that Mother Nature has done a pretty good job of handling things so far.
But the “blue me” knows that we are caretakers of this Earth, and the fullness of it, and we should do our best to be kind to mountains, trees and every living creature.
Which leads to the “new me,” who patiently listens for facts based on truth instead of emotion and will do my best to honor the Earth—my home.
The “red me” remembers when brotherhood was not a political issue.
The “blue me” would like to go back to that day.
And the “new me” spends time working on humility, just in case I might get the idea that I’m superior in any way.
There is a “red me” and a “blue me” and this born again “new me,” crying out for common sense.
How about you?
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