Am I burning bridges with my brother and nephew? Did I strike the match? Was there a bridge there to burn?
I don't know. My brother thinks I should love and support his children no matter what. Love them, yes...I do and will. Support anything they choose? Support a decision to align with the Taliban of America? No. I can't and won't.
So where does that leave me? My spiritual mentor would say, "love them out of it." My understanding of ACIM says, "forgive them, it isn't real anyway." My heart says, "love them and stay true to yourself."
I feel like my own little personal drama that is reflected on a much larger scale in the Episcopal Church is a big life lesson for me. How do I love in this situation? What is the loving thing to do?