express sharp disapproval or criticism of (someone) because of their behavior or actions.synonyms: reprimand, reproach, scold, chastise, take to task
‘Do not hate a fellow Israelite in your heart. Rebuke your neighbor frankly so you will not share in their guilt.’
‘Watch yourselves. If your brother sins, rebuke him; and if he repents, forgive him.’
The wicked thrive on gullibility and asleep-at-the-wheel politeness. I learned this, once again, the hard way. But there is nothing they can do to me that doesn’t make me stronger. And so, once again, I win.
I am learning to hone my love. I love my neighbor as myself, but some deserve it in the reprimanding motherly fashion of a rebuke. When I tell you you are being a piece of shit (modern jive for wicked) it is out of love, so you might turn from your fruitless, wicked ways. Or, if not, that you should keep them far from me. Piece of shit.
I was once full of fear towards everyone, then anger, now I am cautious and find myself prowling the room as a predator would – sniffing out pieces of shit, so I might learn to recognize them at once, and steer clear. Also, as I perfect this art, I will be able to settle back into my gentle, loving, true self towards the people who have good intentions, and save my teeth-baring for the wicked solely.
This is a pivotal time in my path. If I am to enter into the public arena I must have my full wits about me and then some. I must learn how read people to the point of discomfort for them. It is a treacherous road, but God is equipping me with all the precautions I will need.
“Watch the ones with the biggest smiles, the idle jabbers. Cause they’re the backstabbers,” warned Michael. “It doesn’t pay to be too nice, is the one thing I have learned,” advised Adrian. I do not know these men, but I trust where their art comes from, so I will take them at their word.
‘Give to everyone what you owe them: If you owe taxes, pay taxes; if revenue, then revenue; if respect, then respect; if honor, then honor.’ You have my word, reader, nothing would give me more pleasure than serving and showing respect where it is due. Alas, thus far I have not seen a lot of respectable or honorable actions to find praiseworthy. Have we really fallen so far? Is there no hope? Or am I it??
Dear Lord. I fear so. It has fallen upon me, a lowly child, to raise this dismal land from the depths. To bring about a healthy upheaval of all this repression. Ok.
I will take it one piece of shit at a time. For I am literally in a shit storm.
‘When the wicked thrive so does sin, but the righteous will live to see their downfall.’