Think about a time when you were misguided. I remember a time in college, when a friend - who will remain anonymous - came up on my dorm hall while intoxicated, and my little brother was in town to visit. This friend at the time was cursing like a sailor, and ignoring the fact that my younger sibling was in plain sight. I let my anger get the best of me that day, and let the anger misguide me toward hating that individual during most of my stay at that school. I learned the error of my ways before graduating, but had been misguided by thinking I could be his judge, when really there is only one true judge over us all.
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