Not Loving My Neighbor
If I was still a practicing Catholic. And I was going to confession. I’d have to admit that I’m not loving my neighbor.
The Sin Of Not Loving My Neighbor
First of all, when I write “neighbor” I do not mean my actual next-door neighbors. They’re awesome and easy to love.
I’m referring to my biblical neighbors. As in love thy neighbor as thyself. Or my “Mr. Rogers Neighborhood” neighbor.
Here’s my dilemma. It seems many of my fellow citizens of this World have put themselves in an impossible situation. They’ve made up their mind about how life is and at the same time, they’ve closed themselves off to any other possible option. In fact, they’ve tried to alienate those they have trusted in the past by aggressively and angrily telling us that we’re idiots for not believing the same as them.
When people put themselves in bad situations and then shut down and receptivity to feedback, they’re fucked.
This situation appears sometimes in the plots of movies or television shows. Sometimes it’s with children who shut down communications with their parents whilst putting themselves in a bad situation.
How do parents handle this? Are you able to love your children so much that your insistence gets through?
Makes me glad I’m not a parent. Because I really suck at trying to get through to my “neighbors.”
All advice taken into consideration.
When I finished the Usonian Shawl, I found this little WIP laying about.
It’s an almost completed pair of short-finger gloves that I started a while ago. Also to be added to my ever-growing craft-show inventory.
So now I have one more item to sell.
It’s a size S/M (small/medium). I only make two sizes and the other one is M/L (medium/large). I’m thinking that I still need to add more gloves to inventory and more headbands. Having a lot of small, lower-priced items helps grow revenue at craft shows.