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It just hit me, like a diamond bullet, right through the middle of my forehead. I cause outrage in folk. Sometimes rightly, perhaps. But just as often because my words upset their well considered apple carts. They want to believe what they want. And, actually, I can't change that. I have no power to affect change in even one other man, woman, or child. I cannot change their beliefs. I can't change their mind, literally or figuratively. So... why the hate? Ah, perhaps because I am forcing them to actually believe what they say and then do it. Because I expect that. I don't leave room for saying this and then doing that. I don't leave room for saying they believe this but actually believing that. I don't leave any wiggle room, right or wrong. I don't even leave it for myself, if I will be the first to admit that I can and do fail. I even leave that door open for anyone else who wishes it. But only in honesty.
Then, it hit me again. I am mostly, honestly, dead. I can barely stand sometimes. I have very little energy. I can't sleep or wake as most do. I don't even eat every day, and left on my own I would not eat for even weeks at a time. How can such a humble creature be such a threat as to enrage grown up fully functioning adults? Seriously? You will have to come to your own conclusions. For me? It tells me that most adult humans, who live a life in this world, have become so attached to it that anything that threatens their connection, especially rightly, causes revulsion, fear, anger. The world is of sin. It makes perfect sense to me.
Do I always say the right things nicely? Do I even always say the right things? I do put in effort. It doesn't really matter, to one extent. Your emotions are your own. Your reactions are your own. I don't hate, if you do? Well, I do hate sin, lies, falseness. Cling to that and it will hurt when I write. That is yours. Don't try to bring it here, to me. Bring me your doubts about what I said, but your reactions are your own. And hate will see you at the front of the line on the road to hell. If you hold onto beliefs even you know are false, then hate me for exposing them... it isn't going to end well. Go to church every Sunday? Pray for what you want? Won't help. Look to what God says and wants. I do. Imperfectly, but that is sometimes my first, but always ends up being at least my final arbitration source. I highly recommend it. If you think God supports abortion, or even the pill... or women in the military... or equality of men and women, or even equality of all men, then you are wrong. Not even in hell are men all equal, certainly not in heaven.
If your hate is for something I understand, I will work with you. But if you hide the reason for your hate because you cannot defend that reason... then it's all on you. All of it. It's yours. You own it. God doesn't want it. No one wants it. Satan encourages it, but only to keep you from God as he keeps himself. He has no need for it save that it means he won't be separated from God alone. You won't even get to keep your hate even in hell. Let it go. Now.
There are other... possibilities.
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