Cursed

Cursed: (adj) under a curse; damned.

In the pursuit of righting wrongs, we must not wrong those who need to be righted.

Religious fervor often is so desirous of acquiring eternal salvation for all hearers that methods are used to tear down the human spirit, producing broken believers. saints.

No one is cursed.

Nothing is cursed.

If you believe in such things, then you’ve taken the superstitious edge of faith and used it to slice into the hearts of people who need love, not condemnation.

There has been much evil perpetuated on the Earth. But the children, the land and the hopes of the people left behind are not cursed and unable to bear fruit.

They’re just waiting for the right seed.

Fervor for evangelism often causes religious fanatics to pull down the confidence of those they wish to redeem.

But if all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God, there is no curse, just a common weakness.

If there is none righteous—no, not one—then we fellowship as we discover better paths.

Do what you will to preach your gospel. But under no circumstances can you do it by diminishing the quality of another person.

Cursed are we in our own self-satisfaction when we insist that our righteousness is greater than that of those around us.

God would forgive us, but it will never happen.

Because it will never occur to us to ask.

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Blameless

Blameless: (adj) innocent of wrongdoing.

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People were killed because they happened to be in a night club with a man who brought a gun and a nasty vendetta.

It doesn’t make sense.

Human beings who insist on the world being sensible end up either committing suicide or writing really bad poetry.

But we are not blameless.

I want to find my fault in the fiasco. I am weary of studying the scrambled brains of troubled little boys.

None of us are blameless.

All have sinned and fallen short of glorious possibilities.

An attempt to point fingers–especially prompted by political motivations–is what truly enrages our Creator.

So I went off yesterday morning and did what I think I do best. I shared a message of good cheer enjoined with personal responsiblity.

For after all, I will never change the world by focusing on its tribulation.

I am also useless if I quietly intone to others, “Be patient because God is in control.”

I find value in the human tribe when I bring a spirit of good cheer with a simple idea on how to make things just a little bit better.

I didn’t shoot one bullet at the Pulse Night Club in Orlando, Florida.

But legislation is useless. I must share a responsibility to make this world a little bit more pleasant by offering a courtly grace to the next brother or sister I encounter.

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