You say, “judge not.” Yet this instruction I defy constantly, dividing my fellows into for and against, they and we.
Blind me, Lord, that I may more easily greet unseen enemy with friendship.
Deafen me, Lord, that I may not hear nor react to the recriminations that may circulate.
Mute me, Lord, that I may speak no ill.
Let me not hate. Let me greet all with love.
(Letter #2,226)
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