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Thank you so much for the very hard work that you are doing!! Without your research and assistance I would not have the comfort level I do in contacting my elected Republican members of Congress. Living in Iowa, that's all I got! Your encouragement and examples make is so much easier!! Bless you!!!!

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Tears, Hatred, and Forgivenss --------------I am a 6′2″, 260-lb. carpenter and ex-college football player whose typical attire involves jeans and work boots. Using current stereotypes, you might have a vision of a tough and maybe even macho guy. If you assumed that, I have to dispel that image. The reality is I am a bit of a girly man. I plant bulbs every fall with my grandkids. I don’t hunt, and I can’t watch movies about war, killing, or blowing up things. Bubbles are cool. I pick daffodils in the spring and hand them out to friends. But maybe the best example of my being a girly man is that I watch and enjoy Hallmark movies.

There, I admitted it. I like Hallmark movies. I also often tear up in the last ten minutes of these movies. They are sappy, predictable, shallow, and corny. These movies do not require a great deal of deep thought to follow, which is part of the attraction. The tears are tears of joy created by warm and fuzzy movie endings. Some might argue these movies are unrealistic, and life is not that good. Some might argue further that in life, happy endings aren’t always guaranteed. After more than sixty-five years, I understand that fact. Yet, I have been blessed with many tears of joy thanks to my wife, kids, grandkids, and friends. The older I get, the more hungry I get for those Hallmark tears.

I didn’t always have active tear ducts. I spent most of my life as what I thought was a tough guy

who rarely cried. Only three movies ever brought me to tears in my first fifty years: Old Yeller, Brian’s Song, and It’s a Wonderful Life. Hallmark has changed that, but sadly, that is not the only source of my tears in the last few years.

In recent years, I also often shed tears of sorrow and pain, mostly because of hate in our country and hate in our world. I cried when planes took down the World Trade Center buildings. I cried when hate took lives at Columbine, Virginia Tech, Parkland, and Sandy Hook Elementary School. Most recently, I cried because of the deaths and hate at Tree of Life Synagogue. And I want to cry as I write this because this is just a partial list of the horrendous acts of hate we witnessed in our country in the past few years.

I am tired of crying tears created by acts of hate. There will always be hate in the world, but we are in a bad place when those in power achieved that power by preaching fear, hatred and division. There are no winners when the path to an outcome is based on hate. I am tired of hearing fear and hate propagated from our White House. All who believe hate and divisiveness are not American values must demand the hateful rhetoric ends.

I need to mention another time I cried. I cried when a man entered the West Nickel Mines School in Bart Township, Pennsylvania, and killed five young Amish girls. Because the Amish people so reject hate, the people in Bart Township forgave the man who killed five of their children. When money and gifts poured in, they shared it with the man’s widow and children. They got past this horrible event because hate was not an option. If we intend to get back to being leaders in the world, it is a lesson the President needs to learn. I leave you with an Amish proverb that says it loud and clear.

“Do unto others as if you were the other.”

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