Don’t grumble against each other, brothers, or you will be judged. The Judge is standing at the door! (James 5:9)
The idiot who cut me off and hit their brakes when there was acres of room behind me deserves my honking horn.
The telehelp geek who can’t seem to figure out why my router won’t route deserves my sarcasm.
The #&@x*^# who is in the drive-thru ahead of me and just ordered an eight-course meal for 35 people when all I want is a Quickie Burger Deluxe hold the tomato extra sauce deserves the fiery wrath of a thousand burning suns.
If God judges me as I judge others…
I am doomed.
I don’t wanna be doomed.
So…
perhaps a new measuring device is needed.
One that looks more like love
and goes by the name of Grace.
Happy Monday, Beloved.
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