As we have said before, so I say again now, if any man is preaching to you a gospel contrary to what you received, he is to be accursed! (NASB)
I seemed to be able to snap back the next morning better than most of my fellow drinkers, who were cursed (or perhaps blessed) with a great deal of morning-after nausea. (Alcoholics Anonymous, "The Doctor's Nightmare")
God as I understand God
loves. Period.
So, to be accursed?
Invoking supernatural power
to inflict harm, punishment?
God is god, in control,
has no need to call on himself
or his underlings to punish, harm.
Be afflicted with?
That one makes sense. I surely can
and do
curse myself, cause me misery,
agony, separation
from God, from all.
I need the right message,
the one from both Big Books
as my guide.
And when I stray and feel accursed,
it's a blessing, beckoning.
God, let me not curse myself
but always seek your love,
your blessings.
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