Laugh with me

I can spend years and lives questioning the motives of others. Or, when they share good and bad news I can rejoice and mourn with them. Why is there a shadow in everything that comes out of some people’s mouths? Why is there a closet where they hide everything that they are not telling me? Why for one second do I suspend the command to not judge lest I be judged? Their heart is my Lord’s ground to walk not mine. Not one time have I been burned to the point of injury or death – and if I have may it be because I have followed His command to laugh and cry when others do the same.

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