The recent death of the Queen of Soul, has me thinking about the word respect.
The Bible says that the greatest thing is love. I’m not one to argue with what the Word says, but I can’t help but think that respect is right on the heels of love, in terms of importance.
Here’s a definition of respect: admire (someone or something) deeply, as a result of their abilities, qualities, or achievements.
I am putting a spotlight on respecting each other as human beings. Some years ago, at the neighborhood grocery store in the area where I lived, mothers would be in the store with their young boys, and there were always mothers cussing their sons out. I thought about this years after, and I realized that even little boys need respect. I wondered, did some of those boys wind up being perpetrators of crime? Did they grow up hateful and angry? Dysfunctional?
When one is respected, he or she is seen, heard. There is an attempt to understand, empathize. We all need love, but let’s all encourage a little more Respect.