Please God, make me purer.

Here I am, having the grandest few months of my life, long may they last, and I’m still thinking bad thoughts about people. What’s up with that?

What’s the point, for one thing? I goes against all my instincts, principles, and thought-system, as well as my general good humor these days. These are people I don’t even know, for goodness sake. I may be ragging on Jesus himself when I am annoyed by some innocuous thing about somebody and natter about him in my mind. Oh wow, that guy looks different than me. He must be an a-hole.

I don’t mind it so much when I call myself an a-hole, or a b-hole, or even a c-hole, because I know I am one, at least occasionally. But some utter stranger? Just because of a series of advertisements or what I learned in schooldays or the way my mommy held me wrong?

Dude.

It’s not like I go around thinking massive bad thoughts about folks. Usually the opposite. But where do those bad thoughts come from? My brain is used to them for one thing. I think it may be that sometimes the things our conciousness experiences which we blame ourselves for are neurological, and something to be ignored until they go away, which will happen sooner if you ignore them.

Purity, to me, is thinking nice thoughts about people, because it turns out they are Jesus after all.

Your unpure,

LWIII