Just what does it mean to hate something or someone? I must admit I use that word a lot, but it’s in the context of, “I hate soggy bread,” or “I hate mayo.” Look at the picture of the definition. Ill will? The only ill will I have toward soggy bread is I don’t want it to touch my hands whilst it’s going down the disposal. As for mayo, I don’t like the smell and I want it nowhere near my sandwich. I still buy it for my mayo-loving family and allow it to have residence in our fridge, though, so I don’t really think it’s hate, it’s just difference of opinion. It’s easy to use that word, though, because it’s pervasive in our culture.
I’m in Salt Lake City, Utah for the World Congress of Families IX. This is historical. It’s the first and only time it has been held in the United States and it’s here, at home. People from all over the globe have convened to learn from, connect to, share with, and teach others about the problems facing the human family. This is a critical point in time, people. Peggy Hartshorn of Heartbeat International said today that we are at a tipping point. If you love Malcom Gladwell, you’re familiar with Tipping Point. It can go one way or another, but it will go the way where there is more pressure applied, more weight. It doesn’t even have to be a lot more, just MORE.
The LGBT community thinks WCF is a “hate” group and are calling this a “hate” fest. I didn’t witness one iota of hate today. Sorry, but none at all. NONE. People from all over the world are here. Beautiful, courageous people. Every speech I heard, and I heard speeches ALL day, was filled will love and compassion, with the emphasis on the PASSION part of the word. There is no hate here. I was invited to lunch with women I didn’t know before and now call my friends. I met people from all over and we exchanged cards and ideas. Not everyone I made friends with today is of my faith. Probably half and half. And that’s GOOD. It’s not hate. Even the impassioned talks about pro-choice movements and working to ban abortion were filled with love. Love for children who have no voice. Love for the mothers who think abortion is their only option. Love for the broken-hearted women whose lives abortions destroy. No hate. Not even for the abortionists or clinics where it happens. In fact, John-Henry Westen taught us that “love is the answer to it all.” If we want to get anywhere in winning the WWF (World War on Families) then we need to do it with LOVE.
You say,”Gina, how can you win the WWF with love?” We teach people that we don’t want them to abort babies because we LOVE their babies and want them to live, that we love the women and want to help them, that we love the fathers and want them to feel important in their families. You see, it all comes down to LOVE. Our world has become so messed up. The Sexual Revolution was actually a backslide into an abyss of misery. We are still seeing, and will continue to see for decades to come, the side effects of the sexual promiscuity age. In fact, I actually believed personally that in the 80s when the AIDS crisis was at the forefront that it might actually help people see the importance of families, of God’s law of chastity, of the sanctity of the human body. Nope. It did not. Our world calls it love, but it’s really LUST. Anyone can lust. That is an animal instinct. Love is a Godly bestowed gift. There is sanctity in it. There is safety and respect in love. If a man and a woman love God, and they love each other, they will want to marry each other and save intimacy for after marriage. Then they will further honor God by making a family together. They will even further honor God by keeping covenants or vows and remain true to each other and their children. Their children benefit immensely from this safety net of LOVE. Children in these homes are healthier, happier, and more resilient. The studies prove it. Go read them. I don’t have time to cite them all. It’s just the truth.
Our church leaders have pleaded with us to be loving, respectful and civil when discussing things we have differences of opinion on. We try. Are we perfect? No. Is anyone else? No. Are trying to learn? Yes. Can we all just help each other be kind? Go to http://www.mormon.org to learn more.
In this definition of hate, I do not see the words “left out.” I missed a lunch meetup with some people today. Did that mean they hated me? I didn’t talk to everyone today. It doesn’t mean I hate them. We gather in groups for reasons and sometimes it’s because we’re like-minded. That is not hate. No, it’s absolutely not. But we are passionate about marriage between a man and a woman, traditional families, and religious freedom and we don’t have to apologize for that. Elder M. Russell Ballard said today that “the most important cause of our lives is our families,” so we kind of take that seriously.
Was I happy on the day of the recent SCOTUS ruling? No. For many reasons. It doesn’t mean I hate anyone. But, the LGBT community “won” and they still won’t let it alone. Now they’re after religion; they want to silence every single person who disagrees with them. We aren’t trying to silence them. Where is the hate?
Hate is a four-letter word being overused and blown out of proportion. Sue me, but I hate country music. Whoops, is that a hate crime? I also hate un-ironed clothes. Call the judge! Please, people! Let’s cool it with the “hate”-full speech. Everyone gets to think and SAY what they want. It’s called free speech! So I’ll say it again. I hate mayo. I hate soggy bread. I hate country music. I hate un-ironed clothes. Is it time to lock me up? Sounds childish, right? Well it does, because it is.