So I have been reading a lot of blogs lately-seriously just need to know I am not cra cra. On one of them, someone signed their name jennifer.conditt.is.a.whore (except using their OW's skanky ass name of course but hey wouldn't surprise me if there were more BS like me using this EXACT name...but I digress.) Anyway, it made me laugh. I hate this woman. It feels good to type this out loud so to speak knowing that no one on the planet will probably ever read it. This is for me. But at the same time I laugh, I have a sick feeling in my gut. She is broken. What goes on in a woman's brain that makes her do what she has done? How can she POSSIBLY believe that she is a victim in this?? How does she sleep at night or look her kids in the eyes?
Yet God sees her and loves her, died for her just like He died for me. And I think I have figured out she really wasn't anything special. If it wasn't her, it would have been someone else. Shouldn't I have some grace for her? Forgive like I have been forgiven? I'm going to need some God help on this one FOR SURE.
And so I type jennifer.conditt.is.a.whore. And I feel better. Not running her over with my car, or picketing her workplace, or even Facebook stalking her (anymore lol). I think this is progress. More grace than I ever thought I could muster. So I laugh at these simple hateful words and it makes me feel better.....and worse all at the same time.
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