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"Things
of Life Close to My Heart" I
wish I could say that all things are not always as good as they could be. Take for an instant, an old man that I know.
Now he is at least 40 to 45, he has gray hair and a prickly beard
surrounding his face. His eyes are glazed and never revealing the truth. He will
till you things that you just do not seem to believe.
He is the liar, the one who never speaks the truth. he eases his way into
your life, telling things that are none of the truth.
His vial voice, the sound of snakes hissing. To hear him speak it hurts
my ears, if I try to be nice he insults me further by cursing and using foul
language as he speaks back towards me. I
am doing my best just to tolerate him. Had
I chose to do what I feel, I would grab this man, I would pull the love of God
into his heart and cast out every demon! However, this is not my human response.
Personally, I would like to ground him.
I would tell him to go to his room.
Would control him, and have him do as I wish. He
is belligerent. He has been a stray
for many a year. Legally by country
and person he has been proclaimed mentally unstable.
He comes to the meeting pretending to be one of them.
When all truth is full of his hate.
The hatred of jealousy, of envy, of self, of distortion, his wrath flows
freely whenever he has a bad day. Where
the normal man would hide in control, the rage within.
This man would choose to express it openly, viable, and fully his version
of the truth. Some will say, one
must accept him for he has problems. I
wonder to myself if I was crazzy, would I be mean or nice? I think because I am
nice while I am sane, it would only be logically God fearing, I would still be
nice if I was insane. Therefore,
and this is only my opinion. But I
think if you are mean while you are insane, you surely had meanness, while, and
when you were sane. So my pity for
this fool is minimal at best. For I believe, I have to believe the living God gives me free
will over my attitude. Sane or insane, I choose how I treat people.
If there’s a violent behavior with the insane, there was violent
behavior before they went insane. I
think if I can only shut this man up. I
tell him; as a matter of fact, to shut up.
This only throws flame onto gas. Escalating
the fire was his own envy of who I was. He
did not like the fact that I was good-natured, carried myself well, spoke words
with the best dialects I could find, and convey my thoughts so careful, loving,
and freely. He does not like the
fact that I have compassion, want to help, he hates how freely and easily I can
talk to people. He hates that my hands are filled with love.
The touch I give to those around me heals them.
He hates the gift of inspiration that I can pass on to others.
For, he sees not any of that. He
sees power to manipulate people, power to use people, power to hurt.
I wish he could learn it’s not the size of your abilities; it is “are
we using our abilities to do Gods work?”
Right or wrong: a person can choose, to be kind, loving, and honest.
A person can choose to be mean, resentful, and hateful.
But neither of these two people can find true love without forgiveness.
Thomas A Sutor P O Box 2343 Lompoc Ca 93438 |
All written word is "The Opinion" of Thomas A. unless otherwise noted...
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