Working in a restaurant I see a lot of people.
Young, old, women, men, blondes and couples of every age and race.
‘A representation of the world’, someone once told me.
It never appeared to me like this or how I looked at it.
It surprised me a little bit that this is what this person said.
Perhaps I am interested in what is happening around me or just an anthropologist, interested in human society and relationships.
Where I am a spectator of the world as it goes, I also believe there is something in it for me.
Not just an outsider looking at the world in front of me, serving people, watching if they are done eating their food and finished with their drinks.
I am just someone trying to understand how the world spins to find that place that belongs to me.
Courageous, a word that comes to mind.
I see it as a platform to understand what holds ground.
A form of self development, to clear a path or make space for what to come.
This is where I heard some girl talking about her religion and how she was speaking about sin.
In particular about people who are gay.
I wasn’t overhearing.
She was speaking so loud, for sure I wasn’t the only one to hear what she was saying.
Full of her belief, spreading it around.
I couldn’t make sense of the people at the table she was ‘talking’ to, who she wanted to convince.
It didn’t seem to me that the others knew her in a personal way.
It made me question if this was the place where this was supposed to be said, in the first place.
I am far from religious, but still have my opinion.
Eating food, for me, has nothing to do with preaching or talking to people to convince them in any way.
I believe it is about spending time with someone and getting to know that person better.
Even if that is without saying a word and staring at your phone, watching content on social media.
Sitting on a chair at the table and let things around you happen. Being a spectator of other people.
Eating food can be a celebration of a new beginning.
Mostly of age, I have seen.
Enjoying each other’s company or listen to what other people are saying.
Even while I was not sitting at that table, being just a waitress serving food, I was hearing something the girl was saying.
For some reason I couldn’t believe my ears, perhaps amazed by what she was saying.
It was blowing my mind.
Living in 2023, condemning people about what she believed was right.
The words she spoke : “My brother loves all people, but still it is a sin to be gay”.
Please don’t ask me the context of this phrase.
This is just what I heard and it made me a little mad.
How can someone think that this is allowed to say about people in God’s name?
Perhaps twenty minutes later, she said something about Jehova’s witness,
That is why I know it was connected to God in some way, at least to Jesus.
She said his name a lot of times, almost like she knew him personally.
I thought it was all a bit odd, it wasn’t making me feel good.
I know it is not my place to judge anything, but perhaps I am already on that road.
I don’t think it is a good thing to speak about others in this way.
Connecting gays with sin’s, there is much more to it.
I believe speaking in public about others in that way is also not so clean.
The more she was talking and I was hearing her voice, the more I was disconnecting from what I was hearing.
For the simple reason, I was getting tired of her words.
It wasn’t uplifting in any way.
If I was in the position to give her a name, I would call her Karen.
That was just for me to make sense why she was saying these things.
It felt to me, she was proclaiming her life was much better that others.
A form of living that is one of many.
In any form of religion, I don’t think that is the meaning of life.
But enough of that.
To come to the point of what I believe needs to be said.
We all are looking for some love.
To understand the meaning of life and or perhaps just to be a spectator of a show on Netflix.
I believe as long as we don’t put our own opinion on other people, no harm will be done.
Even if they are living a sinful life.
Let them have it, because it is not your problem.
It is not about that other person, but just a love of self.
I hope this makes sense and you know what I mean.