Love my neighbor as I love myself.
I won’t let myself starve.
I won’t let myself go naked.
I won’t leave myself stranded.
I won’t leave myself in anguish or despair.
I Pretty much won’t allow myself to die from hunger or expose myself to danger
But.
My love for myself isn’t perfect.
I am hard on myself.
Less forgiving towards my misdeeds.
I’m impatient with me.
I’m mean and demanding towards my spirit.
My self talk is almost abusive.
I tell myself there is no excuse for slacking and punish myself when I’m disobedient to my own high demands.
So is it really safe for my neighbor if I treat them as I treat myself?
God: I remember when I knit every strand of your personality together. I was overjoyed to see it come to life. When I blew into your lungs and saw your eyes open for the first time, I knew what I made was perfect. I know the enemy wanted to destroy what I worked so hard to create so he made it his mission to slam open every single door you leave cracked open. His goal is to stir darkness into you – my beautiful vessel. But even if it may seem as though he has succeeded, I am powerful enough to turn whatever he has done into something beautiful. No, your love for yourself is not perfect. But My love for humanity is.
It's Kenyuh 