I’m a liberal AND a Christian. The two are NOT mutually exclusive. I was raised Episcopalian, go to a Catholic university, and have spent time in church with Baptist and Methodist friends. I try to donate my money AND time to worthy causes that I feel will make a difference. I have helped spay and neuter the horde of feral cats under my friend’s house, donated to women’s shelters and homeless shelters, spent time working with needy and abused children, worked for dog and horse rescue programs, and built homes for Habitat for Humanity. I try to put my money and effort into areas where I feel it will do the most good.
As a Christian, I believe in the tenant, “Judge not lest ye be judged.” I may not agree with all the beliefs of born-again Christians, but I respect them and their beliefs just like I do anyone else, and I certainly don’t judge their beliefs or path to God anymore than I would judge someone who is Baptist, Jewish, or anything else. I don’t judge born-agains Christians, or Conservatives, nor do I believe that they all believe or do the same things or act in the same ways. I don’t believe in the validity of stereotypes. Not all Muslims are terrorists. Not all liberals are whiny snobs who talk about change but do nothing to effect it. Not all conservatives are heartless, big-business-loving warmongers. Just to name a few common, and innacurate, stereotypes.
I have compassion for born-again Christians the same as I have compassion for anyone else, even, to an extent, those who are intolerant or angry. I have compassion for the compassion they don’t feel for their fellow man. Now, I’m NOT saying that anyone here is painted with that brush, I DO NOT mean or feel that, but I have met some people who are filled with anger at anyone who doesn’t believe what they do. It makes me sad.
Yes, I would prefer to teach someone to fish rather than feed them, which is why I regularly donate to Kiva,a non-profit organization that provides micro-credit loans to small business owners all over the world to help people start businesses and get on their feet. But many homeless people CAN’T get on their feet, no matter what kind of job-help they receive because of severe mental illness or other disability. I don’t feel that it degrades them if I give them food or a dollar or two so they can eat and survive.
Now, I’m not going to give to someone who is clearly on meth or heroin or crack or using the money to sniff glue, but there are plenty of homeless people out there who are legitimately in need and legitimately unable to hold a job. I feel for them that they have no one else to take care of them and are crippled by mental illness, just the same as I would for ANYONE else, homeless, Christian, Muslim, rich, black, white, etc.
I’ve been very blessed. I am lucky enough to live a comfortable life, without serious mental or physical illness, with a family and friends who love and care for me, and who would support me if anything were to happen to me. Not everyone is that lucky. That’s why I try to do what I can for those I can, be they human or animal. I want to share what I have been blessed with with as many as I can.
Two things I try to keep in mind:
“Judge not lest ye be judged.” --Matthew 7:1
"A society will be judged on the basis of how it treats its weakest members." --Pope John Paul II, and a sentiment echoed by Mahatma Gandhi, Winston Churchill, and Harry Truman, among others
Just my two cents.