Today I heard a story on the radio about a recent battle. It included a comment about someone involved saying, "God is great" as he eradicated his enemies.
My heart sank.
Because I do believe that God is great.
And I believe that God's greatness has nothing to do with hate, but with love...
nothing to do with war, but with peace...
nothing to do with me, but with us...
nothing to do with demonizing those who are different, but with valuing them.
It pains me each time I see people use God as an excuse, as a battering ram, as a weapon.
And let's not pretend that it only happens in other places, with other faiths, or with big battles.
As parents, as people who influence children in any role, it is our responsibility to make sure that's not what we do. It is our responsibility to make sure that our children know the greatness of God's heart, of God's love, of God's compassion, of God's reach...not of our anger or bigotries or prejudices that we try to push off on the divine.