Those people really exist. You know the people.
Those people find the fault in all you do.
Those people assume the worst of the words out of your mouth.
Those people judge your intentions as faulty.
Those people are quick to criticize.
Those people are slow to defend.
Those people are hurting.
I am those people sometimes.
I am those people.
Instead of hating those people, this time I will choose to encourage, love, and offer grace to those people.
Because as one of those people myself, I need the same from them.