Everyone likes to be right. I love being right. It gives me a confidence that I can stand up to anything and even if physically or verbally defeated, can know in my heart I was treated with injustice and that God will vindicate me.
But being right is not enough.
My prayer is that as much as I am right let me express the equivalent love. Let not my keen observations lead me down a path of pride or self-righteousness. Let not my observations lead to a solitary despair. No, let me give to others where they are what I am given from God to give with all humility. Let me somehow reach out with God's love where correct information alone simply cannot heal.
What if Charles Wesley Had Written Joy to the World?
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