Moving on, are we really that opinionated about others. A friend of mine asked me to read this blog, and I am assuming this is fairly old. When I read it, I was less interested in Angie Stones issues as I was the reaction by most of you on this page.
It is clear that everyone that called her names and talked trash about her, is perfect and has never made a mistake (any mistakes, not just in choosing the wrong man or woman). I am seriously amiss at how often and easily we can judge others, when we are doing some pretty awful things ourselves.
I am not saying Angie behaved well, if she did what she is accused of. I am saying that some of the comments have nothing to do with the accusation. Some of you are just using her situation as an accuse to make fun of someone else. And by the way usually those who feel the need to point out someone elses physical flaws, are compensating for their own disapproval of what they see in the mirror when no one else is around. Or they are envious of the other persons, fame, fortune or looks.
Think I am wrong? If this story was about two homeless people, these blogs wouldn't even exist. We rarely waste time on things we don't care about. So before you say, I don't care about Angie Stone, I am just giving my opinion, you might want to think about why you "care" to give it.
As for me, I can admit that looking at the picture and reading the young lady's side of the story it looks and sounds bad. But I have also learned that we rarely, tell on ourselves like we tell on others. In any case, I really believe that we don't truly understand what real love for others is. I mean we just don't.
It is so easy to love and support and forgive what's lovely, but when it's just an ugly situation, we turn into throng like bunch of animals. Ready to judge, name call and demonize others, when most of us, don't have the same convictions behind closed doors that we portray in public.
Really, I am willing to bet that some of us, have either cheated, lied, stolen, manipulated, gotten high or some other lapse in judgement, that we would rather others never new about. But so long as our *** remain uncovered, we sound off like a pack of wolves when others come under the microscope.
Well, it's no wonder why there is more hate in the world than love. I was raised by grandparents who believed you loved others the most, when they deserved it the least. If for no other reason, but to do what we hope God does for us, when we find ourselves on the wrong side a situation. And we all have or will, or will again between today and the day our life comes to a close.
Here is some advice for us all. Learn to forgive and love that man or woman that cheated, lied, stole and cause pain to others, because one day, we each will have been one of them.