I have had it!  I wasn’t going to post anything on the subject.  In fact I’ve avoided going near my laptop since Wednesday for fear that I might start typing and never stop.  But my hands ache from sitting on them as I stare at a blank document.

On Tuesday this week I heard about an opportunity to support Chick-fil-A, an establishment that I visit about once a week because I love their food and I find their service impeccable.  Apparently I go there enough that they recognize me and I recognize them.  I’ve known their company values for years.  They are written on the wall in each restaurant.

They aren’t a secret.

And the founder didn’t decide a few weeks ago what his thoughts were on the definition of marriage.  Nope, he’s believed that truth for years.

So on Wednesday morning, without much thought to my motives, I grabbed my kiddos and we made the seven-minute drive to our local CFA.  We parked off the property because there was no room in the parking lot.  Tears welled in my eyes.  A lump formed in my throat. And a huge smile crossed my face.  The outpouring of support for God and His Word was amazing.

The thought didn’t even cross my mind that by going to eat a chicken sandwich was I hating someone.  Or that by drinking my favorite iced tea was I judging someone.  Or that by smiling and visiting with complete strangers was I stirring up a political agenda.

None of those thoughts even crossed my mind.  I went to Chick-fil-A to honor my God and uphold His Word.  And guess what?  I wasn’t in the minority.  Quite the opposite.  The lines were crazy long.  The drive through, well, you had to have the patience of Job to venture through that.

I got home and decided to check the newsfeed on Facebook.  That’s when the heartburn started.  I was shocked, and honestly very hurt.  Apparently my simple-minded ways to support Biblical Truth were being judged all over the place.

Yes, judged.

Apparently by eating lunch at CFA that day I hate gay people.  I’m not a peacemaker.  I love causes more than I love people.   And I’m highly judgmental of people who don’t think like me.

I wish that you could have seen into my heart at lunch that day.  I wish you would have asked me why I went before calling me a radical bible thumper.  You would know that I chose to eat lunch at CFA on Wednesday for very simple reasons.  I love God.  I believe EVERY Word in the Bible is God-breathed and therefore important to uphold.  And I’m tired of the lies of this world, and want to see Truth proclaimed on this side of Heaven.

Is that so bad?

I didn’t think so.

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