Hatred’s Sweet Kiss (a poem)

Hatred’s sweet kiss deceives, leaving me battered, shattered, and alone. Only holy soul work undoes the damage of deep aching; ravages of original toil, wanting to be God.

I Dare you.

Why not love if you have the option between that and hate?  Why does hate come so easily?  Why judge? Or condemn?  Why is it that Christians so often are known for how they judge others? Jesus said blessed are the peacemakers. But we don’t bring peace.  We rejoice in someone’s suffering.  Bin Laden is…