The Select Like

Recently it was pointed out to me that none of my friends from the former church we attended ever comment on anything you post on Facebook anymore. I  said that I knew that. There was a time when we were a part of that fellowship that they would. The photographs were lovely, the poems even liked at times. At what point in this process did all this cease?
It is the interesting aspect of our walk that Facebook reveals, that even though we are brothers and sisters I assume, even though we have chosen differing paths, we say through our silence that we are not. I am like the crazy Uncle Si who says things that are not always so nice or correct. Is that a reason to no longer consider me a part of the family?
It is a great sorrow that one of my own family members has totally blocked us from their lives.
The crime we committed is certainly not equal to the sentence. We cannot even ask forgiveness.
I have said many things I wish I could take back. I can only say again, forgive me.
In the future, I will make an effort to like my friends posts from former churches who still have me on their Facebook list of friends.
I would like to add that the new radio station(90.1) WPTG has been a  blessing, especially the singing of Lani. Keep up the good work. You are loved.