Judas. I have a love/hate feeling for Judas. Love because if he hadn't done what he did, Jesus wouldn't have died on the cross. Hate because of betrayal. But out of all of that, Jesus loved him anyway. I mean really, HOLY CRAP. Jesus loved Judas, and He knew that he was going to betray him.
I haven't seen this particular person since school let out, but said person made me angry almost everyday. Now I thankfully don't have to see said person's face on a daily basis, but sometimes I think about what they did and I just find myself getting angry again and filling with hate. Mom tells me all the time "Be Jesus, Emily." And tonight I realized that if Jesus can love someone he knew was going to betray him, then I should love someone that bothers me.
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