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I know what you’re thinking. No, you don’t have to say anything; the look on your face says it all: why do we need another Chick-fil-A post? I mean that was so two days ago, right?

Truthfully, we don’t. But if you bear with me, I think it’ll be worth your time. Promise.

Here’s the deal: we’ve basically got two groups of people who are feeling marginalized and disenfranchised. On the one hand, there’s the LGBT community who wants to be accepted; on the other, folks who are quite sick of being told what’s normative, what they need to accept.

Both groups often don’t feel welcome in their own country.

One groups looks back, and sees an ever-increasing decline in our country’s values; the other, an ever-increasing freedom.

In a sense, both are right.

Since 1969, at Stonewall, the LGBT community has become more and more vocal in speaking up, and acting out. Whilst the Evangelical community has dug in its collective heels. What we saw this past Wednesday was a great communal example of that. It was quite simply a conservative backlash at the gay community’s zealously proclaimed message.

Both sides are essentially saying you will accept me, swallow the message I’m peddling, believe as I do.

And both are equally guilty of intolerance. However, tolerance in and of itself no virtue–respect is. Mutual respect is what we all must work towards.

But it doesn’t happen in a fast food line, or a “kiss-in;” rather it happens one life at a time.

The problem as I see it is that people are so busy fighting for their rights that there is very little exercise of humility. We simply can’t hear one another over the din. The shame of it I lay at our feet, brothers and sisters in Christ: despite Bible that tells us that “the weapons of our warfare are not carnal,” we insist on the using the same tactics as the “other side.” It’s like we haven’t heard that “more things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.”

Instead of praying, we fight fire with fire. And wonder why we lose time and time again. It’s like we’ve come down with a case of spiritual amnesia, and forget the maxim of Jesus, which tells us “He seeks to save his life, shall lose it.” Might this not also apply to he who seeks to fight for his rights? “But he who loses His life for My sake, and the Gospel’s, shall find it.”

If my own life is at all representative of a large American Evangelical whole, I see very little of this Jesus-approve losing going on. In fact, I would say more than any Judeo Christian tradition, this country is predicated upon the notion of right fighting.

It is our American bedrock: we fight for our rights, rather than give them up for the cause of Christ.

Personally, I belive there is a reckoning coming, and all of us–whether gay, or straight–will have to answer to God, to Jesus. For it’s not for nothing that the Bible says “It is appointed unto man once to die, and then the judgment.” This means every idle word, every jealousy, gossip, slander, idolatry–there is nothing hidden from the eyes of Him with Whom we have to do.

Each of us must look to our own hearts, pull the logs out of our own eyes, before attempting to correct a brother.

In the meantime, we watch, and wait, and pray. And the wheat and the tares grow up together as they must.

At an acceptable hour, Father will call in the harvest. There are sure to be many surprises on that day.

In the end, what can I say? I echo the words of the Scriptures:

“Let no debt remain outstanding, except the continuing debt to love one another.”

What do you think? Do you have something to say?

Chick-fil-A & Me

randomlychad  —  July 28, 2012 — 5 Comments

Over twenty-one years ago, my wife and I married. Then, as now, the country was in a recession. But I had a good job working at a bank.

Until, three months after we were married, I didn’t.

This came immediately following a President’s Day weekend trip to visit my dad in California. For three weeks, I looked for work, and found nothing.

But then Chick-fil-A was there for me. The income may not have been at quite the same level as my previous job, but it was income. I of course continued to look for other work while employed there, and eventually added a second job at a portrait studio. Which came about because the manager of the studio had seen me at Chick-fil-A, sampling chicken.

Yes, I was the “chicken hawk,” standing in front of a mall location, enticing passersby with delicious golden fried goodness. It may not have been my dream job, but I embraced it. Having had some training in television commercial acting, I added some theatricality to it, made it a performance. (Which as a shy introvert I had to do–I had to make it a role, rather than see it as me standing out there passing out chicken).

Among the most fun things I declaimed:

“You deserve a break today–so eat at Chick-fil-A!”

My boss of course quickly put the kibosh on that, saying that he’d rather not be sued. 😉

Among the more interesting things I heard from customers enjoying samples:

“Almost as good as eating p***y.” I wish I was making that up, but it happened. Who says something like that to a complete stranger?

But I digress.

I eventually left portrait photography–where I was decent at taking pictures, but abysmal at selling them–and found another job, while continuing to work for Chick-fil-A in the evenings.

In the fullness of time, I moved on from all things chicken, finally after almost two years of trying, when I landed a full time job with another company. But when things were tight for my wife and I, and because I’d left on good terms, Chick-fil-A took me back.

And you know what? Despite the bifurcated nature of my service, I qualified for their college scholarship!

When they say Chick-fil-A cares, they mean it! They took care of me, and my family, in a time when we really needed it, and will always have a soft spot in my heart because of it.

How about you? Do you eat at Chick-fil-A? How have your experiences been?

PS: With regards to the recent kerfuffle, all I can say is, having worked there, knowing something of the hearts of the people who run the organization, I’m certain there was no malicious intent. Mr. Cathy’s convictions are borne out of a lifelong, deeply held faith. If he disagrees on the definition of marriage, he does so respectfully, with nothing but love for those on the other side of this cultural divide.

My take is this: his views are his own, and he is entitled to them. Just as others are entitled to their’s. My experience while working there was that, while it was a business started and run by Christians, it was nevertheless a business. Although we were indeed closed on Sundays, if we were going to have a staff meeting, it would be on a Sunday. Because that was the only day when all of us were available to meet.