My question is, "What if she hadn't sung well?" Would we have laughed at her expense? Why are we more noble now because we feel we've learned a shallow lesson of "Never judge a book by the cover?" Wouldn't a better lesson be "treat each human with dignity and respect regardless of outward appearance or ability to sing?" Don't get me wrong, I hope she wins the contest, I just feel a little uneasy about the way she is being exploited. Is it not a story, only because we have judged her on the outside already?
I am a hospice chaplain. I stand in the sacred space of those who know they are dying and their loved-ones. The dying have a lot to teach us. What they/we need to know is that our lives matter so much that we are concerned what will happen to our loved-ones without us. We need to be able to say, “forgive me” and “I forgive you.” We need others to feel what it is to be me. To be known and loved anyway. We need to know we are loved, safe, and not alone. We need to know if I’m dying. Tell me the truth. If you can’t say anything, just hold my hand.
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My question is, "What if she hadn't sung well?" Would we have laughed at her expense? Why are we more noble now because we feel we've learned a shallow lesson of "Never judge a book by the cover?" Wouldn't a better lesson be "treat each human with dignity and respect regardless of outward appearance or ability to sing?" Don't get me wrong, I hope she wins the contest, I just feel a little uneasy about the way she is being exploited. Is it not a story, only because we have judged her on the outside already?
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