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THE COST OF HATRED


I never knew it was that costly, 
I wanted to know the cost of hatred, then decided to branch a shop where it's being sold. 
As a good businessman who was looking for a buyer, he rushed out to ask what I wanted;  I told him I wanted just a cup of hatred,  and then he smiled and asked if I can afford it.  *'how much does a cup cost?' I asked?* Hmmmmm, he took in a deep breath, then started,  
*1.* it will first of all take away your inner peace 
*2.* it will cost you incurable worries
*3.* it will eat up your heart 
*4.* you will be deeply bitter whenever you set your eyes on the person you hate 
*5.* when others are celebrating him/her you will always be looking for why he/she doesn't deserve it 
*6.* you will become so weak and tired of seeing the person 
*7.* whenever he /she laughs, you will cry
*8.* while others are busy planning their future, you will be busy looking for how to pull him/her down
*9.* the *Spirit of God will leave you and you will become the temple of devil* where demons reside.
*10.* You will die before your time and go to hell.😢😂 

*The seller was still counting what a cup of hatred will cost me when I shunned him,  realizing how expensive hatred is.* 
*I left because I knew deep down I could not afford it.* 
I refuse to pay such a huge amount when I can love cheaply.
*Brethren, don't allow anybody sell hatred to you so exorbitantly when you can love so easily and cheaply.*👌👍😍

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