May God be gracious to us and bless us and make his face to shine upon us,
that your way may be known upon earth, your saving power among all nations.
Let the peoples praise you, O God; let all the peoples praise you.
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May God be gracious to us. I threw a golf club at my brother. It was a long time ago. We were children. Our age didn't make it right. Qualifying that I didn't hit my brother recently seems to make me less monstrous. I knew it was wrong. I was angry. It struck him and he collapsed in the yard. It actually grazed him on the arm but I didn't know that at the time. I thought I killed him. I believed that I would never be forgiven. I would be kicked out of the house forever, so I jumped on my bike to run away from home. I was several blocks away when I realized I had nowhere to go. I had no money. Who would love or hire a murderer? I was another block away before it occurred to me that I had shown no compassion for my brother. I started peddling more slowly until I stopped completely. I hated myself and I had nowhere to go. The only good move was turning around and facing the grief I had caused my family. They did not kill me or abandon me. They did ground me from playing with my brother for a couple weeks. I apologized to my brother. I slept in my own bed that night. I didn't deserve to but I did. That night through my tears, I was aware of what an awful person I could be and aware of a love that was bigger than my awful. May God be gracious to us....that God's way be know upon the earth.
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Let the peoples praise you, O God. Amen.