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People often ask us to define love.
I’m not asking any one to hate another person, just for someone to define what hate means to them. Yes, I could go to a dictionary.
However; where’s the fun in that?
Hate to me means a strong jelousy or a feeling of pain! I hate a few people but one is a girl I am really jelous of and my grandma for lying about my mom after my mom passed away!
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Hate is a very strong word. You can dislike people, but still not wish harm on them. To hate someone is to wish ultimate damnation and suffering, hell, on them. It makes me sick to hear people say, “I HATE that guy!” It’s sad that most people use that word so freely and so often, directed at other people. If anything should be hated, it is sin, evil. To wish these to hell is appropriate, because that’s where they came from, and that’s where they are going.