November 10, 2016

First Time For Everything

Posted in Current Events, reflection at 3:15 am by jimazing

There’s a first time for everything, but someone in their late fifties has most of his “first times” behind him so the new ones are extra important. Today was a first time for me. The news of our election brought with it emotions that I have never experienced. I’ve felt the elation of winning and the disappointment of losing. This is different…

castle-stairsI have lost nothing personally. I’m a white, middle classed, middle aged man. When our new president takes office in January I will be able to walk down the street of any town in the USA and no one would ever question my right to be there. The folks that I meet on the street will assume I voted for Trump because of the way I look and the way my state voted. I will still have a good job and health insurance. No worries about war because I am too old to be called into military service. Everything is going my way.

I do not like feeling bad especially when I could easily choose otherwise. I’d rather be full of hope and joy. Yesterday, I imagined I would be consoling my right wing friends and family today and helping them understand that it’s a new day full of love and room for all. Instead I find myself quietly reaching out to a few friends who are very much on the losing side of this election. Listening to them. Affirming their longings. Affirming their person-hood just as they are. Hoping I can help lift their despair just a tad.

Why do I feel like this? I who couldn’t lose. No matter which side won, it wouldn’t much affect me. Not to say that I am immune. I have strong political views, and I’ll be affected by change just like everyone else. But neither political party has an agenda that would take away my human rights directly.

First steps

Not so long ago, my wife and I began to pour our energies into loving and caring for the LGBT community. At our local PFLAG* we are getting to know some of the bravest and most marginalized people we have ever known. 1ststepThese are real human people who do not fit neatly in the boxes provided by society for us to keep them straight (pun intended). I get to hear the stories of these beautiful people; stories of love, of hate, of violence, of death, murder, suicide. Their stories move me; children turned out of their homes because they were attracted to the same sex, parents of transgender children worried for their safety at school. By the way, this NC “bathroom bill” intended to protect “normal” people from a fictitious predator is a very real matter of life or death to these folks.

When the riots happened a few weeks ago here in Charlotte, I stepped out of my comfort zone a few times and risked conversations with friends and acquaintances who have darker skin than mine. I heard the fear they felt. I heard their desire to fit in, along with constant frustration that the color of their skin posed an impenetrable barrier to any hope of real justice or equanimity.

I say these things to explain what changed in me that makes me hurt. I have only just begun the hard work of self examination; finding out just how selfish and unloving I can be. My eyes are just beginning to see and my ears are just beginning to hear how the very society that welcomes me so freely is suspicious at best and hateful at worst of folk who do not look like me.

starofdavidThere’s a great story from the book, “The Hiding Place” by Corrie ten Boom about the holocaust in Holland and how her Christian family helped to save Jews. Her father, Casper, a simple watch maker, sewed a yellow Star of David on his coat. In his mind, if everyone wore them the Nazis would not be able to identify the Jews and they would be safe. What a naive gesture but motivated by such inspiring love.

I am a middle aged white man. I don’t have to do this. I can stop anytime I want and just blend into an easy, comfortable life. But I freely choose otherwise. I want to be more like Casper ten Boom and naively believe that I too can love the unloved. That I too can connect in solidarity where they are marginalized. That I can choose to sacrifice my comfort, my safety and my security when it interferes with their human rights when necessary. Who will join me?

*PFLAG = Parents and Friends of Lesbians And Gays


  1. You go, guy. God bless you. Keep up the good work of reconciliation. Blessed are the peacemakers, of which you are one.

  2. Sue Corbran said,

    Jim, thanks for sharing your authenticity, your truth and how easy it would be for you to stay in the crowd, yet you’re willing to step out and help others. May God lead you and continue to bless you and Jeannie on this journey – and may I come along side and work with you.

    • jimazing said,

      Sue, I am honored to be your friend. Let’s journey while we breathe!

  3. Kim said,

    I join you. Beautiful!

  4. cmhaynes said,


    On that point, I must disagree. You can inspect, dissect, reflect, and detect all you want. But that’s never been the reflection of you I have ever seen. I’ve seen you step out of your comfort zone before. You once gave me and a number of co-workers a book titled “How full is your bucket?” That took guts then also. Not all of our co-workers thought it was so great. But I did. Still have it, and still read it from time to time. It meant something to me.

    You once told me that you were trying to be the best Jim Anderson you could be…well, you are the best Jim Anderson I have ever known, and although we haven’t seen each other in years, just from your words above, I see no reason to change that assumption.

    So it goes..

  5. cmhaynes said,

    hhhhhmmmm the post above left out the part I was disagreeing with … finding out just how selfish and unloving I can be… I disagree with that disagreement… I think…

  6. Judy Byrd said,

    Not that it matters one bit…but there is one person in this household who is not unhappy with the election results. God give the the strength to understand!! Luckily, politics is not a subject that John and I talk about a lot. Otherwise, I don’t think we would have just enjoyed the last 40 years together.

    I love him dearly and I loved Obama. I am going to do my best to “Give Donald a chance” but I am still in shock that he won.

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: