"Love your neighbor as yourself. I am God."

(Warning: curse words ahead...)

My son just started high school.

It's a huge school.

None of his middle school friends are there.

It's scary.

And he's walking down the hallway

when an upper class-man gets in his face and says:

"What the hell is that fucking thing in your neck!"

Really?  Are you serious?

And my son ignores him,

continuing on his way,

 completing his task,

then dashes into his counselor's office

where he bursts into tears

 once the door is shut.

My son is a survivor, 

a cancer survivor.

Why does he have to put up with this shit?

As a mom, 

I want to find that jerk of a kid and scream in his face,

making him feel small and worthless and stupid,

maybe even gouge his eyes out.

Mommabear.

And then I text Joseph,

someone God brought into our lives,

my son's life.

He's taking Josh to lunch today.

And he texts back:

"Josh is being something in the end, 

that only matters.

An example of Grace, 

compassion,

 love 

and being used by Jesus 

whether he knows it or not.  

He will soon.  

Shitty happens to all 

and it sucks more cause he is young, 

undeserving of it 

and y'all's kiddo.  

But God will make beauty out of ashes.  

We will just keep lifting Josh in love 

and encouragement.  

And soon 

guys like the one who said what he did 

will become a passing fade 

and instead of making him sad, 

it will make him ache for such a lost 

and pathetic human being."

Thank you Joseph.

And then I read:

"Don't seek revenge or carry a grudge against any of your people. 

Love your neighbor as yourself.  

I am God." 

Leviticus 19:18