Note 5
It’s a bright day. The wind is still. The sky is clear. I can hear the melodies of the birds outside as I type, though it’s a little cold inside my room. Right now I am listening to reggae music, to be precise, to the best mix of Lucky Dube. I adore his songs. Apart from entertainment, he real life stories and problems we face as Africans. I know you don’t love reggae music, so I won’t go in detail.
Yesterday I had to quit a conversation with my friend. She was starting to be judgmental as top why I listen to secular music. I have tried in my life to avoid such arguments because in the end they lead to anger and exchanging of words that we may later regret. It’s not that I can’t argue, but everyone has preferences to what they love and what they hate. She wanted to base her arguments to the fact that she is saved. How? I just don’t why I have to tell you this.
I don’t love people who have self-righteous induced syndrome. I rarely judge people and I have never considered myself a righteous person.in fact I am far from perfect. I fail, I make mistakes that later I regret. I believe that love gives us a chance not to judge other people, but to always listen and show the right direction, without any condemnation whatsoever. Judgment is for God. We can only correct and show the right way. It’s my prayer and wish that as we journey on together, we will find ways to rectify, teach and lead each other.
Sometimes we will make mistakes, but that should not be an opportunity for unnecessary arguments and judgments. Correct me if I am wrong. When I am going the wrong way, show me the right one. That’s what love does.