Lingering, bottled-up anger never reveals the ‘true colors’ of an individual. It, on the contrary, becomes all mixed up, rotten, confused, forms a highly combustible, chemical compound then explodes as something foreign, something very different than one’s natural self.
Stories of absurd events in life get my creative juices flowing and have so far given birth to some of my best ideas.
This is what the LORD requires of every man; to do justice, to love mercy and to humbly work with God.
In a daily life, reach out to others with sacred act of saying ‘hello, a smile, word of encouragement….
I will call no being good who is not what I mean when I apply that epithet to my fellow creatures; and if such a creature can sentence me to hell for not so calling him, to hell I will go .
for that men have been good does not suffice for them to continue being good, unless one cares about it to the end.
Why can’t I be like that? Why can’t I be the father who just shrugs off the love of his daughter? Why can’t I be the Lead Inquisitor who enjoys watching his pleading victims burn at the stake? Why can’t I be the one who befriends a lonely, lost girl and then casts her out? Why can’t I be the one to strike first, to hit so early and with such fury that my enemies cower before they can ever think of turning on me? What is so great about being good?
Always seek justice, but love only mercy. To love justice and hate mercy is but a doorway to more injustice.
Everything good starts with caring.
Every small good deed counts.