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I am deeply disappointed by how some people who call themselves devout act without compassion and belittle others. Their words can carry cruelty, and sometimes their actions seem driven by pride rather than love. How could I have believed that such people were heroes or chosen by God? Simply because they claimed so? Or because others repeated it countless times?
It is painful to see faith misused as a shield for selfish or harmful behavior, rather than as a guide to help those in need. Evil can be close to all of us, sometimes dressed in the gentlest clothing, hiding behind devotion or tradition. Many people grow up conditioned to accept what they are told without question. When confronted with ideas that challenge their beliefs, fear or hostility can emerge instinctively. It is sad to see how easily intuition and reflection are suppressed, even when people sense that something is wrong. Faith should uplift and inspire, not justify cruelty or division. Observing when it does the opposite is heartbreaking — but recognizing it is the first step toward understanding and wisdom. I do not judge people simply because they share the same faith as mine. I judge them by the way they express that faith — with humanity, with compassion, and with unity. True devotion should be reflected in love for others, in empathy, and in actions that foster connection and understanding. In a world where blind repetition and rigid belief can overshadow personal reflection, it is vital to remember that faith is not only about words or rituals. It is about how we treat others and how we bring goodness into the world. Observing, reflecting, and acting with love is the path to a more compassionate and just life.
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AuthorEmma Ugarelli is my name. I grew up in Lima, Peru and immigrated to Canada two decades ago. I have a Psychology degree from Peru, and I worked as a psychologist for fifteen years. In Canada, I pursued Early Childhood Education and I have been a daycare provider for the last twenty years. I became a writer in 2021 when I published my first children's book "Lou and his Mane". I reside in Kitsilano, Vancouver, with my family and cat Ricky. Archives
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