guilty of murder?
"You're familiar with the command to the ancients, "Do not murder.' I'm telling you that anyone who is so much as angry with a brother or sister is guilty of murder. Carelessly call a brother "idiot!' and you just might find yourself hauled into court. Thoughtlessly yell "stupid!' at a sister and you are on the brink of hellfire. The simple moral fact is that words kill. "This is how I want you to conduct yourself in these matters. If you enter your place of worship and, about to make an offering, you suddenly remember a grudge a friend has against you, abandon your offering, leave immediately, go to this friend and make things right. Then and only then, come back and work things out with God. "Or say you're out on the street and an old enemy accosts you. Don't lose a minute. Make the first move; make things right with him. After all, if you leave the first move to him, knowing his track record, you're likely to end up in court, maybe even jail. If that happens, you won't get out without a stiff fine. Adultery and Divorce.
I am so restless. I know what I have done. I have sentenced myself to this prision. Where is my humility? Why can’t I just say I am sorry? Pride is so stupid, yet so powerful. I love my brother and sister; they mean the world to me. If only I could “diallasso.” This division kills me. It is like the vine from War of the Worlds, decay has set it. I am slowly deteriorating from with in.
May the LORD of Restoration rescue me and grant me grace and humility. Amen
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"Therefore a man leaves his father and mother and embraces his wife. They become one flesh. The two of them, the Man and his Wife, were naked, but they felt no shame."
i think in today's language, that would mean, we are on the same page, literally thinking about the same things, and we are totally honest with one another about our feelings, no matter how silly or even scary they may be, not afraid of being rejected by each other, totally in step and in tune with each other, not holding anything back.
i can't believe how one we were yesterday.
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