I watched a little Avatar last night, being inspired by my Valentine's Day conversations with my husband. I went to be last night thinking about the concept of "standing firm to the death." Stand firm is a command I hear a lot in Christian circles. It's something I did myself for a long time. I found a lot of strength in that phrase. Jesus remained true to his calling all the way to death after all. So did William Wallace (of the movie Braveheart). Human beings are inspired by those who are willing to risk their lives for a good cause. We all recognize the beauty of someone who is willing to risk their lives for the sake of their community.
But then there is this character in Avatar. The head honcho military guy. I don't remember his name at the moment. But I remember him. No matter what, he stands firm in his belief that the natives of Pandora are bad. He believes that the whole world of Pandora is evil. It's only good is what it can provide for humans on earth. Even when defeat is imminent he still won't give in. He won't save himself. He still fights even when he is the only one left fighting.
The thing is our culture applauds this kind of behavior, but he was wrong. He was fighting for the wrong thing. But he didn't know that.
So here's my question. If we are fighting (physically, mentally, verbally, or whatever else), how do we know we are fighting for something worthy?
I could list so many examples of people who think they are fighting a worthy cause but it doesn't look that way to the people on the other side. Libby Anne's post on being an escort to Planned Parenthood is the perfect example of two people on opposing sides both fighting for what they think is right.
How do we know? If we fight for the underdog, what happens when they are no longer the underdog? If we stand with the oppressed what happens when they begin to oppress? Or when we realize the oppressors are also imprisoned. What about Isreal and Palestine?
I would be an easy victim of stockholm syndrome I think. I so easily see from other's perspectives. This also means I don't really move much on anything. I have no passion to act for fear of being uneducated and "standing firm" on the wrong side.
I think this says something about my role in this life though. My calling is not to fight. My calling is to heal. I will heal you no matter what side you fight for. I fight for humanity. I am Switzerland. I have no sides. I am not a city, I am a bridge. I will always be a bridge. I will belong nowhere but be a connection between many. This is my calling.
So no, I will not stand firm. I will not fight. I will connect. I will heal. I will unite. I will illuminate.
I probably will not die for the sake of anything. I will never be a hero. That's okay with me.