I used to hate some people. The first person whom I used to hate was myself. Not because I am a bad guy. I was very sensitive to my own sinful nature. Whenever I used to indulge myself in sinful act, immediately I would be remorseful to such an extent that it was nothing less than hatred.
Titus 3:3 NASBS
For we also once were foolish ourselves, disobedient, deceived, enslaved to various lusts and pleasures, spending our life in malice and envy, hateful, hating one another.
I hated the teacher who hit me so hard that I pissed in my own pants. I hated my head of the department who insulted me in front of other staff members. This hate list is endless. Dear friends, I haven’t forgotten all those who troubled me as a young boy and man.
If you ask me whether I could forgive them? My answer…
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