Parental Cruelty
I was thinking about parental abuse the other day after a talk with my friend. She went through hell, but it was a long time ago to continue to blame present day crap in her life on. There is no reason for her to deal with it now other than she chooses to do so. My philosophy is let what’s in the past stay there. We can only allow the past to affect us if we dwell on it and bring it into the present. There is no need for an adult to put up with another adult dogging them.
But what if your parents left you a lasting legacy? Not dim memories or dusty emotions that you have to dredge up from the past, but something concrete that affects you negatively every day?
Put it in perspective and compare yourself to this dude. His parents named him Lord Jesus Christ. Seriously, what could be worse? They either hated him at birth or were retards.
You can put even the worst abuse in the past if you survived it, but you wear your name every day.
Lord Jesus Christ was recently run over by 20 year old, recovered fully, and forgave her, but AP still picked up the story because it couldn’t resist the headline. Lord Jesus Christ run over at the crosswalk.
That dude’s parents should have been whipped.
(And you should look both ways before you follow LJC anywhere, heh).
