United, not divided, in God’s love

It was a beautiful, sunny morning when I went to meet some friends for breakfast at a restaurant in a neighboring town.

Shortly after I arrived at the restaurant, the conversation turned to politics. Before long my friends and I were engaged in a heated discussion. Some of the guys became loud and started using offensive language to make their point; they had very little tolerance for other opinions. Although these were people I had known and worked with for many years­—and I knew them to be candid—I was still taken aback by their aggressiveness. In fact, I was so embarrassed by the tone of the conversation, I considered getting up and leaving. 

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