I’m going to church this morning.
Whenever I go to church, I try to sit in the far back, where nobody else is sitting .
Then I listen for an hour as the priest talks about the importance of loving your neighbor. I nod my head.
As he talks, people sit near me. They chat. So I get up and move. Then I listen to the importance of loving your neighbor again.
As I try to focus on loving one’s neighbor, another one of these idiot neighbors sits right next to me. He smells like he bathed in cologne. So I scoot down the pew.
I listen again. I nod my head. A couple with a young kid sits next to me. The kid pulls the hymn books out of the pew and throws them down. They laugh. I move.
By the end of the service, I’m in complete agreement with everything the priest has said. And I’ve moved seats four times to avoid all of the morons around me.
I see no inconsistency in any of this.
God only says to love one’s neighbor.
He says nothing about having to like them.