I am not gonna lie

I am not gonna lie; I wish we could go back in time and everything would be different. Today was a little rough, being my late sister's birthday, Even though I wrote and got my cry over it last night. That is something for sure no one can do anything about. When somebody is dead, there is no bringing them back. A certain person keeps making mean comments on my Facebook posts, especially if they have anything to do with Trump. Accusing me of being in a "cult," etc. I am not sure why. People display their heart that way. I have decided the people who do this are like the Pharisees.Jesus described the Pharisees as people who "trusted in themselves that they were righteous and despised others." (Luke 18:9) That so perfectly describes these people. We can all have different political views without being hateful. I really believe that. Even political cartoons ought to be taken with a grain of salt. But some people are just so angry and some are hateful. The Apostle Paul said to someone, "Repent therefore of this your wickedness, and pray God if perhaps the thought of your heart may be forgiven you. For I see that you are poisoned by bitterness and bound by iniquity." (Acts 8:22) Of course, this was in a specific context, but this verse keeps crossing my mind. That's what it is. They will not look at their own heart, but constantly pour out the rage and bitterness in their own heart that they refuse to repent of. Only one thing for anyone to do is take care of their own heart, pray for our enemies and give the rest of it to God. The only heart you can change is your own. I get mad too. At them. What it does to me, it makes me want to find answers in the Bible. How do I deal with this? How do I respond? How do I pray? Also, besides being angry, I see that many people who hate Trump are also actually afraid that he is this evil dictator that's going to destroy America. Funny because we who have suffered under the previous administration felt the same way about that. I have to admit I was a little bit afraid of what was happening or what was going to happen, but none of that gave me the right to hate. I confessed a lot to God during those four years. And besides that, my space heater died today. So I can't sit in here and type until I replace it. So perhaps a trip to Walmart is on my agenda for tomorrow. Either that or I will have to do all my typing in the bedroom. I am very thankful for the half electric blanket someone gave me. So I'm going to go in there now. I guess I should just be thankful to God that that is the worst of my worries. He is taking very good care of me and keeping me out of trouble and for this I will rejoice.