Im sure right now I don't have to go over the Chick-fila conflict, because it is fresh in every one's mind right now. However, it may not be in years to come. And since this is our family journal, let me go over it. The owners of Chick-fila are Christian. It's no secret. They are closed on Sunday's, and choose to remain closed, and lose Millions of dollars each Sunday, so their employee's can be with their families on Sundays. When asked in an interview, by a religious entity, about their beliefs in family, the owner said he believed in the traditional family. The Gay activist groups caught wind of this interview, and made a huge stink about it. And tried to say that Chick-fila was anti-gay and tried to get people against them. Even some city officials of some areas said they would not support a restaurant in their town, or would try to cut off their suppliers. As a whole, Americans were outraged that such action would be taken against a private business owner stating his own personal beliefs, and that that was an attack on the first amendment. So people put out on Facebook, and other forums to go and show your support for Chick-filet on August 1st. We put it on our calendars, and in a last minute rush to get ready for our camping trip the next day, I sent Ben to pick up dinner. He called and said the line was an hour, either in the drive thru or outside. Of course it was in the hundreds that day. Ben came home without dinner, and when we tried to decided what to do instead. After some time we realized this was a wonderful opportunity for our children to learn what it means to sacrifice for something you believe in. At first the kids were complaining when they saw the line, but once they were in it, time seemed to go much faster. The feelings that were felt there were ones of peace and love, and a desire of good people from everywhere, and every walk of life wanting to show their support for the first amendment, and being able to do it in a peaceful way. There were people outside handing out waters to those in line, and people and kids (all strangers) talking and having a great time. The kids came out of that feeling good and proud that they were able to participate in something good, and something they believed in. It brought me back to the time of my Childhood, when things were more simple, and people had time for one another, rather than being hurried by the everyday distractions that take us every which way. Thank You Dan Cathy for teaching my children to be brave and stand up for what you believe in, despite the repercussions!
