Incensed

My colleague at work has a severely disabled daughter, who is in a wheelchair, has to have a hoist to lift her out of her chair into the shower or onto the toilet, can't get out of bed by herself, and so on and so on.

When she goes out in her motorised wheelchair, she is frequently stopped by so-called Christians who tell her that if her faith was only strong enough, she would get out of her chair and walk.

This incenses me.  It's not enough that she is disabled, will never walk or run or have a normal life, will spend her whole life being dependent on others.  It's also her own fault.

These loathsome people make other people's lives worse, not better.  There is no love there, just a self-righteous judgmental bossy-boots horribleness.  Repellent, sanctimonious, hypocritical cretinism.

Jesus wept.