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quite frankly you've put me to shame - and not for the reasons you think. my beloveds: it's your hatred. i sat in on one of your congregations. i heard the words you put in my mouth and i smiled, sadly, at your empty trying. i heard about that man who performed what you call miracles, and i heard the words you put in his mouth and i laughed, genuinely, at how much store you put in a little age-old gossip. but then i heard the whisperings: and i have to ask you. all this behaving as if you know me, and dancing around with me in your hearts, and you think i care, you think i care about those two women who love each other? those two men with their beautiful children? those millions of others? you think i didn't make them that way - special, free, and just the same as you? you think you earn my favor, accusing and oppressing your brothers, your sisters? you think i smile on your closed minds? you bring shame on yourselves. my ad-libbed wrath, i can laugh at that, and that man from galilee, i can smile at your childish clinging. but i didn't make you with hatred. i didn't make you to see differences as anything but a celebration. if someone had told me this is what would take shape, in my name, i would have pointed at you hateful few, and i would have said, god forbid (and i do) that you spread this poison.
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Oct 17, 2012
Oct 17, 2012 at 5:07 PM UTC
a letter from god
quite frankly you've put me to shame - and not for the reasons you think. my beloveds: it's your hatred. i sat in on one of your congregations. i heard the words you put in my mouth and i smiled, sadly, at your empty trying. i heard about that man who performed what you call miracles, and i heard the words you put in his mouth and i laughed, genuinely, at how much store you put in a little age-old gossip. but then i heard the whisperings: and i have to ask you. all this behaving as if you know me, and dancing around with me in your hearts, and you think i care, you think i care about those two women who love each other? those two men with their beautiful children? those millions of others? you think i didn't make them that way - special, free, and just the same as you? you think you earn my favor, accusing and oppressing your brothers, your sisters? you think i smile on your closed minds? you bring shame on yourselves. my ad-libbed wrath, i can laugh at that, and that man from galilee, i can smile at your childish clinging. but i didn't make you with hatred. i didn't make you to see differences as anything but a celebration. if someone had told me this is what would take shape, in my name, i would have pointed at you hateful few, and i would have said, god forbid (and i do) that you spread this poison.
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Oct 17, 2012
Oct 17, 2012 at 5:07 PM UTC
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