Stop. Just stop.
Listen. Listen to what I am saying.
You are my sisters and brothers in Christ.
We are family because of what Christ has done.
But we don't act like it.
Brothers and sisters,
we don't always have to have the same opinion.
In fact, we won't.
We were created to be different,
and yet,
we were saved to be family.
Family that has the same purpose.
Family that has the same mission.
In ancient times, Chloe told Paul of arguements.
Divisions.
We don't need anyone else to point out
how much we disagree.
How much we argue.
How much we stop seeing the sister
The brother.
The child of God.
And see the object of hate.
If we are the church,
members of the body of Christ,
is there not a way to love each other
even if we disagree?
To stop calling each other names?
To stop spreading hate-filled lies?
To stop. Just stop.
How can we be the light
if all we do is walk in darkness?
And if we, who are called to be the light,
share only darkness with each other,
then how will others come to know?
To see?
To love?
Inspired by 1 Corinthians 1:10-11
Labels: Epistles, New Testament, Poetry
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