Wondering about my Wanderings

roughed up

I got into this crazy argument with a friend. He has an obsession about knowing what God wants. This time it was about the evils of same sex marriage in the southern Baptist church. I was hurt to the point of wondering if I needed to commit suicide because of what he perceived as distorted belief that was leading people away from God. We both were beaten up real good. He thought he knew me. He apologized. I know he was sorry, but that is little consolation. The things people do and and believe in the name God. I am bitter. I went to school to learn about how to use scripture to help and heal. I feel numb. Do people realize their potential to hurt others who have not healed from trauma. If this God of rightness is the only way, maybe I am better off in he'll. Am I alone in this way of thinking? Tomorrow will no doubt be different. At the moment I am roughed up.