Believe for a moment, “I am loveable; I am acceptable; I am worthy;” and your victimhood comes to an end. Believe, “I am capable of loving my brother regardless of how he acts toward me” and the invisible bonds of projection fall away. If you offer . . . love that overlooks faults and soars above judgments, how can any less be returned to you? – Paul Ferrini, I am the Door
Why did I get emotional? It surprised me how one little comment moved me.
PREFACE to this post: I drafted this article before the orchestrated violence began occurring in United States cities. This subject matter does not directly coincide with those riots. However, the upheaval of emotions over it are linked to the topic of this blog. I hope you’ll stick around for the rest, because I think it’s an important message.
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Proof through the night that our flag was still there
It’s called a crime of passion if a man catches his wife being unfaithful and then murders her lover.
It’s called a crime of passion if a woman catches her husband being unfaithful and murders him.
Does the term “crime of passion” make the act of murder palatable? Do we make it okay to commit murder because they loved and trusted their spouse and they merely reacted from hurt and betrayal?
Of course not.
They made their decisions out of pure emotion. Could our society be making decisions from emotion, and in turn, ruining our lives?
I’m about to make a confession. I hope my blogging community will understand and stick together with me. I’ve grown so fond of your presence over the years.
I pray and meditate every morning to start my day off with a clear head. This morning I did a little something different. I fell to the floor in tears to beseech Divine guidance for not only me,but the world. What is it we need to do to be at peace? What is it we need to do to keep the liberty that our Creator gave us?
Originally I had a more light-hearted blog planned for today, but I feel a darkness hovering over our world that I can’t shake. I felt a strong pull to express my concerns.
It’s been said that the definition of insanity is to keep doing the same things over and over while expecting different results. This is what humanity seems to do … keep repeating history. Are we humans insane?