I can’t help but feel my tension is warranted. Yet, my Bible says put others first. Love others as yourself. See others as better than me!
Really?
Even the guy who turns every conversation into a self-absorbed, grammatically incorrect “F-bomb” expo?
Yep.
How about the woman who wears obscene quantities of poorly applied makeup and ill-fitting clothing exposing what nobody should see?
Yeah, her too.
Surely not the relative who yells at other drivers, lies like a soiled rug, and would throw his Mom under the bus if he thought it made him look better.
Dang it.
Problem: On my own, I possess all these corrupt traits. (Maybe not the makeup one.)
Only by Grace am I anything.
Love, Plankeye