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I've been thinking. You see a lot of stuff going around in Christian circles about how you don't *have* to give to beggars, they might just use it for drugs, you couldn't even help all of them if you did, etc. etc...

But like.

What if we did, tho.

What if each set aside the amount of money we thought we could afford for it each month, and just kept a couple 5$ bills in our wallets. And we stopped worrying about what they were gonna do with it and just tried to help? And once you're out for the month that's fine, because you know another Christian will have it covered. Like yeah most of us can't afford to sell all our possessions, but we've got $30, right?

You know, what if. What if we did. What if that was our legacy. Because man, it used to be. And I'm tired of it not being again.

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Happy birthday!!!!

Thank you 🥰

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Today is my birthday. 25.

I have one less friend. She was my best friend for 10 years.

It is not just her, though, every year I get less messages and less calls.

And I pretend I don't care but for some reason today I do.

I do feel incredibly loved. I just had to allow myself one minute to feel sad.

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I saw a post about deradicalization via learning to care about things other than yourself but about halfway down there was a comment like

"It is hard to want to care about other people when the treat you like you're ontologically evil."

And everyone ripped this person to shreds. It's your responsibility to fix your own behavior, you can't say "boo hoo no one was ever nice to me" and use it as a justification. Which is true! Everyone is ultimately responsible for their own behavior and choices.

But that single commenter was nevertheless absolutely correct.

If people have a responsibility not to become abhorrent because of the way they are treated, people also have a responsibility not to treat other people so badly that they think that's the only reasonable response. It isn't but that's not the point. The point is that you, person with all the correct opinions, are also responsible for your own behavior.

If you are mean to people they probably aren't going to like you

If you keep saying how much you hate a certain type of person they probably aren't going to support your movement

If you tell someone they are ontologically evil they probably aren't going to start caring about you

If you insult your constituents they aren't going to vote for you

If your response to this is I can't believe everyone else is so stupid and evil, then you are the problem - or at the very least, you are never going to become part of the solution

You cannot hate yourself into becoming a better person, and you certainly cannot hate other people into supporting you

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This is the information they are trying to keep from you by banning tiktok

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So I read about a Catholic convent in the late 1600s in England that was operated in secret, but how did they do that?

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idc anymore i think we should be a burden to each other

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that comment about how you should not borrow grief from the future has saved me multiple times from spiraling into an inescapable state of anxiety. like every time i find myself thinking about how something in the future could go wrong i remember that comment and i think to myself: well i never know, it might get better. it might not even happen the way i think it will and if it does happen and it is sad and bad ill be sad about it then, when it happens. and it’s somehow soo freeing

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Going to see children and adolescents dance badly, play ball badly, sing badly, play recorder badly because they are young: YES! YOU ARE LEARNING! INCREDIBLE!

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Really bad weekend for my mental health, please pray for me.

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realized that the "problem of susan" misinterpretation is going to explode when the new narnia reboot drops and started chomping at the bit

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• An Oxford comma walks into a bar, where it spends the evening watching the television, getting drunk, and smoking cigars.

• A dangling participle walks into a bar. Enjoying a cocktail and chatting with the bartender, the evening passes pleasantly.

• A bar was walked into by the passive voice.

• An oxymoron walked into a bar, and the silence was deafening.

• Two quotation marks walk into a “bar.”

• A malapropism walks into a bar, looking for all intensive purposes like a wolf in cheap clothing, muttering epitaphs and casting dispersions on his magnificent other, who takes him for granite.

• Hyperbole totally rips into this insane bar and absolutely destroys everything.

• A question mark walks into a bar?

• A non sequitur walks into a bar. In a strong wind, even turkeys can fly.

• Papyrus and Comic Sans walk into a bar. The bartender says, "Get out -- we don't serve your type."

• A mixed metaphor walks into a bar, seeing the handwriting on the wall but hoping to nip it in the bud.

• A comma splice walks into a bar, it has a drink and then leaves.

• Three intransitive verbs walk into a bar. They sit. They converse. They depart.

• A synonym strolls into a tavern.

• At the end of the day, a cliché walks into a bar -- fresh as a daisy, cute as a button, and sharp as a tack.

• A run-on sentence walks into a bar it starts flirting. With a cute little sentence fragment.

• Falling slowly, softly falling, the chiasmus collapses to the bar floor.

• A figure of speech literally walks into a bar and ends up getting figuratively hammered.

• An allusion walks into a bar, despite the fact that alcohol is its Achilles heel.

• The subjunctive would have walked into a bar, had it only known.

• A misplaced modifier walks into a bar owned by a man with a glass eye named Ralph.

• The past, present, and future walked into a bar. It was tense.

• A dyslexic walks into a bra.

• A verb walks into a bar, sees a beautiful noun, and suggests they conjugate. The noun declines.

• A simile walks into a bar, as parched as a desert.

• A gerund and an infinitive walk into a bar, drinking to forget.

• A hyphenated word and a non-hyphenated word walk into a bar and the bartender nearly chokes on the irony

- Jill Thomas Doyle

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“What’s wrong with people these days?”

Sin. It’s always been sin.

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Dealing with my mistakes sucks

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Tumblr right now

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