Okay. I’ve held out as long as I can. I’ve tried to avoid this subject as long as I possibly could, but I can’t any longer. Today we are going to talk about restrooms.
Who named them restrooms in the first place? And who really goes in there to rest any way? How many actually offer couches? Or beds? To me they are bathrooms. In and out.
Just like we tell our 3 and 4 year olds.
Pants down. Go potty. (Count to 10 if you need a little prompting. 🙂 ) Pants up. Wash hands. Soap. Water.Towel.
It’s that simple.
Do we really need to make more out of it than that?
Do we really need to show our IDs to use the bathroom?
Do we really need to boycott Target?
Whatever happened to the days when if you had to use the bathroom at a public facility there was only one bathroom?
You simply got the key from the front desk attendant, and you did your business. It was not labeled MEN, WOMEN, HANDICAPPED, FAMILY, or TRANSGENDER.
It was generally located in the back. It was rarely labeled at all. (So why do we need to have our government step in and apply labels to it now?) We found it just fine. It was the room with the toilet and the sink.
Waiting for the person in front of you, male or female, was commonplace. You thought nothing about it. You didn’t judge. Demean. Analyze their sexual preferences. Wonder if they were pedifiles. You simply cared about eliminating your bodily waste.
We all seemed to manage. Number 1 or number 2. It was all so simple then. That was the only choices to be made. Now days I wouldn’t be surprised to next be seeing Christian and Muslim on the doors. Democrat or republican.
How do you ever do it at home?
There is no sign on my bathroom door designating who can and cannot use it. I’m pretty good about sharing. It’s all yours if you need it. Please just flush. And gentlemen, aim.:) I have 3 daughters. We prefer the seat down. (But are very capable of putting it down ourselves if necessary.) No worries.
Where are our priorities?
In the toilet if you ask me!
Our newly founded “bathroom bill” and now “bathroom law” mandates that people use the restroom that corresponds to the sex on their birth certificate. It has certainly sparked a major backlash from LGBT groups. And no wonder! Who wants to be IDed to go to the bathroom? Buy liquor. I get it. Bathroom? I don’t think so.
And who is going to monitor it?
The bathroom nazi?
Maybe that’s a job I can get for the summer. 🙂
Who really cares?
When I have to go I just go! It makes no difference to me who just used it or who uses it after me. I only care if there is ample squares and plys of toilet paper and running water! And for that I am truly thankful. Some in our world are not as fortunate.
Let’s stop complaining about every little thing we can find to pick at. Let’s pick and choose our battles!
Many third world countries have no water to drink let alone use in a bathroom. Children are starving, being trafficked for sex. Funds for educating our future generations are suffering. Let’s focus our priorities on more worthwhile causes.
As Christians, let’s love our neighbors. That’s what Christ commanded us to do. That means everyone. Including our enemies. Men. Women. The handicapped. The gay. The transgenders. The young. The old. The black. The white. Those that believe in God. Those that don’t. Everyone that uses the bathroom.
Let’s leave the judging to God. Any sin a person may or may not commit has nothing to do with which bathroom they use. Carry a package of sanitary wipes if you are concerned about germs. Go at home, and leave the public bathrooms alone if you are concerned about who is where. And why not take a good look in that bathroom mirror if you are so concerned about a person’s sin? That’s the first and only person you should be concerned with regarding sinful behavior. We are all guilty of some sin or another. We’re all human. Let’s all get our thoughts out of the toilet and rise above this and conduct ourselves as ambassadors of Christ.
The only sign we should be concerned with is not found on a bathroom door, but was nailed to a cross.
Jesus the Nazarene, King of the Jews.
3Why do you look at the speck that is in your brother’s eye, but do not notice the log that is in your own eye? 4 Or how [a]can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ and behold, the log is in your own eye? 5 You hypocrite, first take the log out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to take the speck out of your brother’s eye.
Love and laughter,