I suddenly don't feel guilty any longer for not loving everyone. In fact, there have been a considerable amount of people throughout my life that I have not even liked, let alone loved. I feel as though I have an instance sense of relief. I no longer have to hide behind the falsity of loving everyone, despite their actions, despite their behavior, and despite their trustworthiness.
So Christianity teaches altruism. This has been hammered in my head since I can remember. I have felt guilty for not always believing in altruism, but being told my entire life that it is right. In fact, this realization is so conflicting that at this very moment it brings tears to my eyes.
Is it right to tell a girl that she must love all, selflessly even when she is sexually assaulted through violent acts of rape. Must she love her rapist and selflessly practice altruism?
Is it ethically moral to love the drug dealer who sells drugs to his own people?
Must we love those who kill us?
Must we love those who hate us?
Must we really love all? Must we? If we dare not, are we wrong? Are we less christian? Are we less ethical? Are we less moral? Are we less? Are we at all? Are we? Are? ?
Should love only be given to those that do love? Should it be given only to those that show love? Who is deserving of our love?
I say it today, I say it loud, I say it proud, but I cannot first say this without stating that I am no less. I am no less moral. I am no less ethical. I am no less christian. I am not wrong. I do not dare. I do love some. I do not love all. I may be selfish, but I refuse to feel guilt for not liking all, for not loving all.
I am willing, but for today, I do not.
I can breath and feel free at this moment in time.
I feel no guilt.
Sources of Inspiration:
Ayn Rand
Anthem: Ayn Rand
Altruism
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Altruism
Holy Bible
Catholic School (Nazareth Hall Elementary)
Parents
