Oh, that all of us would see the best of us in each of us. Then “bear one another’s burdens in love” would be doable.
He leans over to me all quiet-like in church and says, “He still has some issues to work out.”
I want to tell this guy, “So do you. So do I. We all do, bro.”
He says in a sly whisper, “He really just needs Jesus.”
So do you. So do I. We all do.
So finally I just say it.
“You know, everyone has some kind of deal. You think it’s hard to put up with this guy because he does whatever annoys you. But someone else thinks you’re hard to put up with because you do a bunch of annoying things that you don’t think are annoying, and if you don’t think so, then you must be God. And everyone is just secretly keeping secrets about each other and telling everyone else like it’s cool to know all these secrets, but really they’re just preferences. They’re your problems…
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