Whatever you do, pray for the ability to see your own sins, your own hypocrisy, and your own shortcomings. Never lose sight of that— never get so carried away pointing fingers that you forget you, too, have abscesses that need tending.
You think you’re untouchable until life sneezes in your direction. A sickness. A loss. A job gone. And suddenly, the same ground you mocked becomes home. No one is above life.