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Before we rush to judge others and stand upon a pedestal of righteousness, let us remember how we were in our worst moments; let us remember the dejection and shame incurred by our own lives’ most critical mistakes; let us remember how it felt to lose all hope; let us remember what we all lost along the way; let us remember how much at one point we so desperately wished someone was just a little more kind, a little more forgiving, a little more understanding of us. Let that contrast our presumptuousness and contempt.

If we can stand to bear our own hypocrisy, then surely, let us continue forward in haughtiness.

And if we cannot, then all that’s left is to love. And to forgive.