I love all the people of the world. I even love people that hate me. If you know me and I have ever said anything to hurt you, I ask that you forgive me.
I have a strong belief of what is right and wrong that makes me a bigot sometimes. I am not perfect and I don't even believe in the concept of perfect but many times I believe I know the answers to things I don't.
I am tired of people talking down one another and have found myself doing that more than I wish. Are any of us God and know all things?
The picture of Cici and my Grand Daughter makes me wish the two of them never have to know a world of bigotry.
2 comments:
I think all people have things they are bigot about. Some things simply are rooted as truth in your heart. It's not necessarily something wrong with that.
Yes, that's the point I'm trying to make with this post.
It's very easy to call someone else a bigot without seeing it in yourself.
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