How sad it is for me as a grandparent, humanist and, yes I'm going to say this so please don't be offended, a christian that my granddaughter of only 10 post on my bully site.
How did we get this far into ugliness? Haven't we as parents, grandparent, aunts, uncles , teacher, preachers or any other person out there had enough of CHILDREN causing harm to one another.
How much longer and further does this madness have to go? We have children at all ages bring weapons to school while our government officials are debating whether or not guns should be permitted in our place of worship.
Have we as society really let this ugly thing known as bullying get so far out of hand that our children now carry the rage that was honestly built a long, long time ago.
I have to say that it makes me sick to watch the news these days. I would rather watch reruns of old T.V. shows from my youth than to view how many people are willing to kill each other in a day.
It is incumbent upon the souls of the adults to stand up and shout as loud as we can, do whatever we must to stop the violence. Our children must not be allowed to carry this debt.
When did teaching our children the real meaning of love and respect just go out the door. When did we stop caring for one another.
I don't care who you are, how much influence you have or how much money you may or may not have in your bank account, we are all children of God. My God, your God, however your chose to believe. But trust me as I sit here in this room writing this I will never believe that any God would want this constant bullying going on.
From out of the mouth of babes my granddaughter made a stand against bullying. I know exactly how she feels and it doesn't feel good at all. Many people have the idea that when a person is bullied they will just simply grow up and it's over. NOT SO. The pain that is inflected on your soul and your spirit stays with you forever.
I still remember how being bullied myself felt and I'm an "old" lady now. At 58 do you really think I can't remember what was done to me and how far those awful people pushed my soul and hopes down?
Not one day goes by that I don't remember feeling like dirt and just wanting to die. Being dead seemed like a far better choice than having to go to school and face all that meanness, and the madness that I was trapped in.
Love is often times not easy, but it leaves no scares. For the love others', our children and all of those persons that have been bullied before can we not try harder to be kind to one another and stop the craziness we call bullying. Are we just going to stand by and watch it all implode on us?
Teach your children how to love, not hate and not to hurt. In the end it is a far greater place to be here sharing love, not hitting, name calling or shooting bullets at one another.
No God would approve or want us to bully each other. Make an effort, make a stand.
BE KIND TO ONE ANOTHER FOR OUR CHILDREN'S SAKE.
CJ
