It has been my observation
That there seem to be two kinds of hatred in this world. There is the hatred of your opponent, those people that are at their core so unlike you in almost every way you cannot fathom their ideology, and it is repugnant to you. Muslims to Christians, for instance. Democrats to Republicans. These people, sometimes, despite their differences, can coexist.
The other hatred, and this seems to be the unforgiveable one, is the hatred you have for people very much like you, but who act as funhouse mirrors to your secret faults, amplifying them back to you. I think you know what I mean. The people you hate because they are so much like you at your worst or weakest.
thoughts?
My new boss and I have concluded that we’re both so much alike that either one of us must die or we must choose to realize that, when we’re exasperated at the other, we’re looking in the mirror. So when it gets tense, we hold up the imaginary mirror. And we both live.
But it only works if you seek Truth first, before ego.
I gave up hate and took up indifference a decade or so ago by necessity. Hate will shorten your life.
This is, I think, why Christians are told to hate the sin but love the sinner. It’s just another way of loving your neighbor as yourself, because while you may hate your own sins you still love (i.e. wish the best for) yourself.
C.S. Lewis said something along the lines of “I may think I ought to be hanged for my sins, but I still wish I weren’t a sinner. That’s how we should treat other sinners.”
What about the people you hate because they’re ostracized by society just like you, but they figure out how to succeed where you fail?
See certain black leaders and their hatred of the original outsiders, the Hebrews?
That’s envy Dave, not hate.
Ouch.
It doesn’t even have to go as far as hate. I think the thing that exasperates me most about my son is how much like me he is.
It’s been much easier to deal with him after I realized that.
I don’t hate anyone ans it is the flip side of the coin and the other side is love.
I love a few people and, for the most part ignore the rest. I do upon occasion lift a prayer for the really challenged and from time to time question why the Lord let this or that happen.
Usually the question is about the dispersion of good things. Although if I had enough good things I would have quit working long ago. Might be why I am sort the good thing department.
Go and be good.