A month or so ago, just before I was baptised, I got caught in the middle of a very ugly situation, one I look upon still with utter disgust and disappointment. I experienced first hand, how a pretty face combined with a cold cruel heart could appear so ugly in my eyes. So much so that I don’t want to even look at photos of this person anymore. It felt as though my eyes were veiled by some kind of truth/untruth.
The moment when I fully understood the importance of inner beauty. And that no matter how much of a pretty face you are on the outside, it don’t matter coz (poke chest) it’s what’s inside that matters most.
There is no hatred. Just utter disgust and disappointment that a human could treat another human in such a demeaning and condescending way. No doubt we see stuff like that in the news all the time, but hell yeah, it has to hit so close to home for some of us (read : me) to realise how real and cruel this world is.
And the fact that this person continues to be allowed to behave in such a way, with no care for consequences and discipline,… that just makes me sick in the stomach.
Rage. Jealousy. Utter Contempt. Scot-free (for now).
Psalm 1, The Way of the Righteous and the Wicked
Blessed is the man
who walks not in the counsel of the wicked,
nor stands in the way of sinners,
nor sits in the seat of scoffers;
but his delight is in the law of the Lord,
and on his law he meditates day and night.
He is like a tree
planted by streams of water
that yields its fruit in its season,
and its leaf does not wither.
In all that he does, he prospers.
The wicked are not so,
but are like chaff that the wind drives away.
Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment,
nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous;
for the Lord knows the way of the righteous,
but the way of the wicked will perish.