*I have decided to share a choice few entries of my memoir.*
May 15, 2016; 1622 hours
I write in this journal for the comfort it brings. The paper and pencil do not judge me. In hearing my testimony, they don’t betray my trust and proceed to gossip to any untrustworthy source. This is why I seldom tell my friends anything personal and private, for what little friends I have. I know a lot of people, but there are very few I count among my friends. From my experience, most “friends” had only been good for backstabbing and gossiping. I have thus grown a deep, flaming aversion for gossip. Most gossip is speculation, even if derived from a fact. Christians are to build up the body of Christ (Ephesians 4:12), and instead we tear each other down. And at the same time these Christians are quick to preach, “Do not judge,” which is itself a moral judgement against those who make moral judgements.
Compassion seems to be a sparse commodity, even amongst those who call themselves Christians. People love to talk and don’t know how to listen. Hence, interruption is conceived, for most people are more interested in the indoctrination of their unfounded opinions. There are, indeed, certain absolute truths as God has mandated, but they cannot be accepted without humility—the humbleness of the Holy Spirit. Arrogance stands alone and animosity is its illegitimate child.