Love Your Enemies

Last night my mind was made up. My facebook and blog would be closed down. I love blogging. There is a wanna-be writer somewhere down deep inside of me and these little posts, written in a non-writer style, are writing, none the less. I started blogging at Pieces From Me 4 years ago in June. That is a long run. It is to be a history for my children and grandchildren. I have written well over a thousand posts, and have met hundreds of people...a good dozen CLOSE friends, and a few "Bosom Friends". (Gotta love that Anne Shirley) I found great support in those of you raising traumatized children, incredible inspiration from the many quilting friends I have made, and learned much from some awesome Titus 2 women who are not necessarily "older". In turn, I invited you all into my life and you were all wonderful guests. My blog is not controversial, though I have strong opinions on things. I am a Christian...born-again, Bible-believing, knee-prayin, truth-bearing believer!!! I have been received in that arena by atheist, Gnostic, and I have a beautiful Muslim woman following my blog. I have never been attacked on my blog or any other internet forum for my faith, though I stand firmly for it. In the 4 years I have been blogging I have had one angry reader...a quilter who found my Face of Trauma posts offensive and she had the guts to email me privately and USE her name. I was hurt by her words...she called me abusive to my daughter by exposing the truth...but she had the conviction to not hide behind an "anonymous" comment. I know many bloggers who get hateful anonymous comments. I am not inviting them, but I think my skin is tough enough to deal with a reader's hateful comments, and I probably would have, if not for all the hacking problems that day. Hacking...let's talk about that one first. My email and facebook have been used by someone pretending to be me for months. It was a huge shock and quite a betrayal, as I am quite sure I know who it is. I called Comcast to find out if we could track the person....the hacker actually changed my email password yesterday in order to get in to it, which in turn locked me out. Comcast told me they could absolutely find out that information, but the nice gentleman in the security department warned me that once they had the order to find the person, they would prosecute the party themselves. My hands would be tied. I would have done this, except if it is who I think it is I just can't. Comcast is urging me to this, along with several others, though I am going to really pray about it. There is a pretty long statute of limitations, and if I find the problem persists, I may reconsider...though I may not. The thought makes me physically sick. So at this point, I am not feeling very secure in my internet venues.

Remember how I told you I had had no real nasty comments in the 4 years I had been blogging? Well I got a grand initiation last night. (This is unrealted to the hacker)

Last night I received this comment on a recent post where I shared my routines as Sweetheart was heading back to work....

"Awesome. Your cleaning abilities just blow me out of the water. Kudos to being a stereotypical man-slave of the 1920's. Boo feminism."

Something inside me said, this was not the comment of a "stranger". It is from someone who knows me, or at least knows "of" me. It felt really "personal" to me. That was a tough thing to process. I will not go into detail, but let's just say that "anonymous" is not always "anonymous" with the internet.....if you want to leave a comment that vile and nasty, and still, cowardly, not sign your name, then beware of the technology of the site-meter, which shows where you are at and just how you left my blog....you may be surprised to know how much your exit point can reveal about one who is foolish enough to think they are sly.

So here is the cross roads I come to. I plan to keep my blog, based on the many comments from facebook friends, and Sweetheart who got a bit upset that I would "let them win". As for facebook....I need to learn to secure it better if I am going to keep it and there are a couple of gals in California willing to help me with that. As for the rest, I have made the choice to forgive. To forgive the hacker, and also the semi-stranger who felt it necessary to spew her hatred. I understand my blog is a public forum and there is the right to speak your opinions, however, you will have to do them with a google account from now on....if your opinion is to matter at all , please put your name to it, otherwise it means nothing.

"But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you; "

Jesus Christ, The Messiah

Ok, Lord. I will.