Hated or Loved...?

Has I was walking into school with Mother Mary in my hands,
this black SUV pulled up next to me. He stucked his head out
and said, "Why do you have that thing in your hands?" I could
even think at that moment because this man was calling Mother
Mary a thing. I said to the man, " Someone is letting me have Mother
Mary for a week, and today I have to give Mary back." The guy was saying how going to church was bad, and that Jesus wants everyone to die. I told the man that he should try to go to church and pray. The man did not listen to me. I really wanted to just walk away, but something was holding me back. I knew at this point the man was crazy. I really wanted to make a run to Fr. Andrews house, and tell him to talk to this man. Just a few later, the man drove off. As I walked into the school, I was stopped by this lady. The lady had a bag in her hand. I am thinking, Ohhh Boy CANDY!!!! Nope, not candy. The bag had a card that Fr. Andrew put in the bag, and a little cross. Like the man in the car hated me because I had Mother Mary in my hands. The lady loved me because I had Mother Mary in my hands. So we think next time when you want to do something bad. Will you be loved or hated for what you did.