Argument can help save your soul (by God’s grace) or be a way to damn it.
We are like the person who prefers mediocre all you can eat buffets to a true meal of delicious food carefully prepared. Arguments, discussions, rants, wooing words, passionate mic drop moments: we have them and then when we get our way, when the last friend is dropped from our Facebook feed who dares persist in speaking up and disagreeing, then we are done.
Arguments like this and people who make them leave us sick of arguments. “No more,” we think when we see the angry man who will not rest while somebody, somewhere, somehow has not seen his truth. Pity the spouse, the child, the student, or the workers who are stuck with this kind of argument.
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