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May 4, 2014

My childhood home was located out in the warm countryside of southern Georgia. Across my dirt road was a cotton-field that stretched nearly as far as the eye could see. Watching the sun lie down to sleep on the other side was one of the most beautiful displays of God’s grandeur that I’ve ever witnessed.

Along our pot-holed driveway were two old, wooden fences that were held up by a few splinters and the grace of God. Occasionally, as I walked with my friend down our little stretch of dust, I would perch atop one of these fences for a bit while we talked about God, guitars, and girls.

It never took me very long before I realized how uncomfortable it was, trying to sit on a fence. Back then I had plenty of butt to cushion whatever seat I chose, but it just wouldn’t do the trick on such a sharp surface.

In those days I was easily the most black-and-white person I knew. Either you were in or you were out, boy or girl, republican or democrat, believer or non-believer, pro-life or pro-choice, pro-God or pro-gay.

For me, there was no in-between, no grey area. You were on this side of the fence, the right side of course, or you were on that side, and were probably going to hell for being so stupid. I couldn’t help I was right, I just was. It wasn’t my fault you chose poorly.

I then moved into a season where I felt like I was incessantly choosing to sit on the fence, grinding my butt bone on it’s thin edge as I saw both good and bad aspects on each side of these arguments, not being able to fully take one side or the other with any honesty.

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As time moved on I continued seeking truth and slowly rowed my way into the reality that, much like that little boy in The Matrix realized, there is no fence.

God separated His chosen people from the rest of the world in the Old Testament, sure, but He then reunited us all with His Son on the cross. It was there in His agony that the veil was torn and we were made one, not only with God, but with one another. Not to mention that even in the midst of that culture, Jonah was still sent into the enemy’s camp to preach salvation.

Though we may be very different and are often unable to fully understand one another, we are all searching for the same thing. And whether we are even serving the same God or not, we are all struggling with our own gods and all the delusions they bring.

As many of you know, I am still quite opinionated. That most likely won’t change anytime soon. What is changing, or rather, what I’m striving to let God change in me, is how I view others that I disagree with. I often find myself gathering the pieces of my fence and making myself a place to sit again, but I now know that God wants unity among His people.

Sure, there are things God forbids and things Jesus and Paul, among others, teach against. I get that. But make no mistake that more than anything else, He wants us to love Him and love them.

We, for the most part, as citizens of this country, are free to make our own choices, good, bad, or ugly. And that means that we are merely a human kaleidoscope (Thanks, dc Talk.) Instead of bucking up against our differences, I want to enjoy the beauty in what my God has created and value the varying perspectives our world provides.

Mark 12:30-31

30 …and you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind, and with all your strength.’

31 The second is this, ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’ There is no other commandment greater than these.”

Because of Him,

Brent Hemphill

P.S.

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