IÕve learned a lot about love lately. Not so much relationship love, but more of kindness love. IÕve learned through my sin the kind of compassion that Christ had. Never condemning. Never boasting. Plain and simple truth. I am by no means saying that I practice it nor completely understand it. But I just feel like a completely different person. Who am I to judge? IÕve heard this question so much that it never made any sense. I donÕt think it would ever make sense until you realize one day that you are the person whom you used to judge. I am convinced that this is the point where IÕm going to see the reasons. I think I already have, but why? Did that sentence make sense in the least? I didnÕt think so. (from my journal 5-35-01)