We rise by lifting others.
k a n s a s c i t y, m i s s o u r i
I have witnessed hate many times. As a twelve year girl, I found myself at a church gathering in Columbus Ohio. The Westboro Baptist Church considered a hate group by the Southern Poverty and Law Center (SPLC), decided to protest my faith because of our wholehearted acceptance of LGBT+ people. I watched my lesbian mother stand and sing as protestors walked by holding signs that read, “God Hates Fags,” or “Gays go to Hell.” I was mad. I was angry. My heart was broken, but my parents taught me to love. Even those that hate me and my family, my parents taught me to love them back. As I stood there too, my voice rose up with hundreds of others singing, “We love you, We love you, We love you” to the very people that hated us, the Westboro Baptist Church.
Six years later I again had the opportunity to counter protest the same group of people. This time I was able to capture the spirits of love and hate within the protest. While their message broke my heart, the intoxicating love surrounding me began to rebuild my faith that love wins.
In the age of information,
ignorance is a choice.