Sometimes you read things that just really cement things you already knew. Like Karma. Before I was Mormon, I lived my young years in San Diego, and we talked a lot about Karma. It was the 60’s and 70’s, for crying out loud. Karma was everywhere. You get what you give. Put those good vibes out there so they will come back to you when you need them. Be nice to other people and they’ll be nice to you. It’s all Karma, dude.
So I was reading for a class tonight, and Karma got me. There’s a scripture in the Book of Mormon (you don’t have to believe it like I do, but just go with me there, okay?) that says, “Therefore, my son, see that you are merciful unto your brethren; deal justly, judge righteously, and do good continually; and if ye do all these things then shall ye receive your reward; yea, ye shall have mercy restored unto you again; ye shall have justice restored unto you again; ye shall have a righteous judgment restored unto you again; and ye shall have good rewarded unto you again. For that which ye do send out shall return unto you again. . .” (Alma 41:14-15) And there it was – Karma. In the Book of Mormon.
I have had reason to reflect recently on the current political climate in our country, and with the advent of social media, I’ve found that some forums for political ideology can be quite vicious. People post things that are lies, demeaning, and cruel to others who don’t believe as they do. On all sides of the spectrum. And people who would NEVER say that face to face feel a new freedom to speak to their true thoughts, unfiltered, impulsive, and angry. If you read the first paragraph, you may guess my leanings, but really, they’re not important here. Suffice it to say that during the last couple of years, I have had people I loved, or at least liked, say things about me (or people like me) that I never thought they would think or say to me. In fact, they never have. Except on Facebook. And it hurt. A lot. And then, with the mask of the keyboard and screen, they feel free to say and write whatever they like, and hurting and disappointed and angry, I got caught up in it now and then.
But Karma. Karma’s a . . . . And again tonight I was reminded that what we send out returns to us. So I deleted all of my political posts, minus one share from C.S. Lewis, because he was a great man, and I like what he says. And I don’t care what his political leanings were. I just liked the post. It was from “The Screwtape Letters” – and if you haven’t bothered to read it yet, I’d recommend it. So I left that one.
But remembering Karma, I’ve decided that whatever my political thoughts are, well, Facebook and all who reside there, it’s now nunya. None ya business. Because I’m really tired of finding out what people I trusted with my friendship really think about me. It hurts. It hurts to know how much I’ve seen and endured in my life and how much I can offer and have it discounted because it’s not the right color or on the proper side of the of the political line.
For all of my politically active posting friends, I just want to remind you that what you send out there comes back to you. If it’s belittling, hate-filled, self-righteous, cruel, divisive, derisive, wrong, lies, or hurtful in any way, you’re messing with Karma. And, you may find that the mask of anonymity the computer screen gives you really does give others a clear view to who you really are deep down – who you are when no one is looking. I’ve seen some of you, and was shocked. And I looked at myself, and was ashamed. In fact, I’ve begun my repentance here.
So if I’ve offended you because I don’t see it the way you do, I’m sorry. I never intended to hurt or offend. Sometimes I responded to things that just riled my temper. And I used the screen as a buffer. But I won’t be doing that any more. Because I’m in a wheelchair right now, and if Karma comes in the form of a bus, I’m just not fast enough to get out of the way.