No cheese, and I'm all out of whine...

It would be easy to post disagreement here, or to once again mourn over six years of friendship thrown away over something that could easily have been corrected.

It would be easy to point out that for anyone who really bothered to know ME - they would understand 'debate' vs. 'argue'.

It would be easy to be upset that someone I shared every success and heartbreak with, for so long, would choose to be with easily the most angry, hate-filled 'in the name of Jesus' person I have ever met.

But I'm sorry...I'm not interested in your cheese today.  You can continue your gossiping, and your holier-than-thou-ing, and your texting and tweeting and whatever-ing back and forth.  Because it's irrelevant.

God knows, and I am fully at peace in that.  My Father gives me rest.

Matthew 7: “Do not judge, or you too will be judged. ² For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.

³ “Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? ⁴ How can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ when all the time there is a plank in your own eye? ⁵ You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye.

⁶ “Do not give dogs what is sacred; do not throw your pearls to pigs. If you do, they may trample them under their feet, and turn and tear you to pieces.

Sorry Ladies, my pearls belong to My Father, and in Him alone will I stand.    Many prayers, much love, and blessings to each of you.