He knew what was just and right and the harder decision would have been to go against that and live with his conflicted conscience.
What would it be like to not believe in an afterlife? To Believe that when you die that is it? Not to believe that there is a resurrection of the soul to something greater (or worse)?
When someone you have looked up to, loved, and respected has been revealed in living in the depths of sin, what will you put on?
You think you got it all together, With all your “perfect” works; Tithing and fasting you brag, In your heart arrogance lurks. Don’t point the finger as if, You have no guilt of your own; Putting down that tax collector, You’re true colors you have shone. Look to him who barely lifts, His eyes as … Continue reading Poem: Arrogance Lurks
There’s a side of me that I don’t like and am working hard at overcoming. It’s that side that loves the praise of men as if I am something great.
It feels good to point the finger doesn’t it? To look at other human beings and their ill circumstances and think they must be bad people to have suffered some bad fate while we beat our chest in comparison thinking we are so good.
Because love is the reason we have faith in the first place, without love there would be no reason to diligently strive to add anything to our faith.