what do we know of faith?
Of the world?
Who are we to judge members of society?
What have we done to give us such a sense of entitlement to say who is wrong or who is right.
How can I raise my eyebrow at someone who may drink on the weekends?
Or who lies intertwined with her boyfriend?
Created in Him
and yet so broken.
It seems foolish to think that our opinions of our surroundings are well deserved. Harshness and competition steer our minds to those who do things we seemingly do not approve.
We excuse our own actions. "It was a safe environment" "I love him, and its not actually sex" "I tried it just to try it"
We are not the answer. The world does not rotate around us. The Bible was not writen specificly to me. It was not a letter addressed to my soul. It is more like the road map you buy at the gas station. To get from here to there I need my map. Knowing my navigation skills... I definitely need the map. But because the map is old and it is not a magical harry-potter map- it does not show construction, downed power-lines, or traffic jams along the way. However it does show me the direction to start going in. The map does not show who is ahead of whom, or where to cut someone else off. It shows me which way to turn.
19 and silly. Who are we to judge the travels of another soul. Where do we get off measuring them the ruler of our own faith?
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