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Confronting a Pharisee

When you said those things you said to me, 
You had never given it a single thought…… 
About what might be going on in my life. 
You assumed that I had done something on purpose
to upset you or let you down, to break your rules. 

You never once emailed me to find out why I was absent……

 All the while for days I struggled with the news, 
not wanting to tell people that I care about this new “sob story” .
 Like I haven’t had enough sob stories in my life lately to tell. 
I feel contagious with negativity. Like I have leprosy….. 
Poetically speaking. 
Who wants to hang with somebody with troubles all the time?
 But……I sat all alone in the doctors office shaking at the news given to me.
 The C-Word…that dreaded word…..that word that my Daddy heard.
The ****ing C Word that killed him and now my turn. 
Maybe.. Maybe 
We shall see, It is in my Father’s hands and His will ... I serve Him. 

And you, my “friend”, were IN MY FACE with some stupid accusation:

 “Why did you not post a poem here or comment in so long? 
Are you just too busy for us? 
Don’t you know we need to have those comments?
 Well, you can answer me within 24 hours or I will delete your page from my poetry site.”

 I could not believe my eyes when I read that! 

Are we going to learn to not judge others before opening our mouth to accuse? 
Are we going to throw burning coals upon the maimed 
that are already laid out as food for demons
 and assume that they aren’t living up to our expectations? 

ASSUME: making an ASS out of U and Me. 
Where is the love that you said you have for me?
 'Friend/sister?' 
One thing I won’t tolerate: That is MY not forgiving you for the hurt you have caused. 
I FORGIVE YOU and release you from this careless mistake. 
But I also ASK you to learn something from it and not repeat it with another person who 
maybe hurting. 
NO! I don't want to get IN YOUR FACE in return.
 And please, Forgive me when I don’t live up to your expectations. 
When you crucify me or somebody else, you did it to Him all over again.

 Are those tears falling from the heavens today?

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