Being ignored hurts.
Whether it is being passed over for a promotion or pay raise, unnoticed in a social setting, or rejected by family or classmates – it’s painful. Not only is it awkward, but you feel like there is something wrong with you.
But then there is that one kind person who notices and reaches out.
I remember my first grade teacher embarrassing me in front of the whole class (teachers have a lot of influence in those developmental years). I had always felt like a candle in the wind – never knowing who to cling to – like the song goes. But then came my fourth grade teacher who adored me. No one had ever treated me so wonderfully.
It changed my whole perception.
People can be cruel. Sometimes it’s unintentional. But if we were intentional in caring about others it would not happen. Unfortunately, we cannot prevent it. But what we can do is treat others the way we would like to be treated, despite what kind of treatment we’ve received.
From now on, you be that person that reaches out. It will make you feel so much better to give!
We’ve all been a victim of pain. But we have a choice – whether we will remain a victim or not.
Staying a victim leads to self-pity. You can lick your wounds for years and never get off square one. Why bring further suffering upon yourself? Everyone else is moving on and enjoying life. And you .. are in misery.
There is a time for being the victim.
Then there is a time for moving on.
Life is hard for all of us. Don’t dwell only on the bad stuff.
If you find yourself with a victim mentality, write down one thing every day that you are thankful for. You will be surprised to see how your thinking will change!
I will lift up my eyes to the mountains; from where shall my help come?
My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.
He will not allow your foot to slip; He who keeps you will not slumber …
The LORD is your keeper; the LORD is your shade on your right hand.
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Life is fragile.
Yet, we aren’t always thinking about it or else we would be consumed with fear. God has given us the ability to live without looking behind our backs every minute. Even when tragedy comes, we soon forget in the sense that it doesn’t “stay” with us the way it felt in those initial days or weeks or it would crush us.
Consider how God has created us with what some call the “human spirit” to continue on despite.
It’s true. I just attribute this as God given.
When we create something -whether painting a room or decorating a cake – we step back and look at it from a different angle. We should do this with our life, too. Sometimes we have to see things in a different light. When we do, we find that God does love us – even when bad things happen. He has given us more than we realize to help us. We just need to see it.
I am amazed when my heart is heavy with sorrow, I find myself smiling at something.
Have you thought why this is?
Sorrow and joy are inseparable. We may think we are feeling one or the other but they operate together.
While walking down the street one day during the deepest sorrow of my life, the autumn wind caught some fallen leaves and they swirled around me, starting at my feet and up over my head. It tickled and I laughed. I knew it was God focusing his attention on me and telling me all was well. Not that it would be well. But it was well right then and there.
Psalm 13 reveals the psalmist’s sorrow and joy dwelling together.
Perhaps you can think of moments when you felt a smile – even when you were hurting very badly. This reveals God’s care or else we would be completely destroyed by sorrow.
As I have been writing here since February, I have slowly defined who I am and have become more focused. If you’ve been reading, you know I am a Christian. God has been my anchor and the guidance of the scriptures have been indelible upon my life.
There are alot of Christians out there. We come in all shapes and sizes. If it’s confusing to me, I imagine it is certainly confusing to you.
My heart is to wade through the confusion. And as I’ve done it in my life, I hope to help you. Because at the end of the day, peace of mind and a joyful heart is everything. And only God can give it.
Who I Am:
We’ve all been hurt. But I carry upon my heart a wound so big that only God was sufficient to place his hand upon it.
I do not have a degree in therapy, psychology, psychiatry, or counseling. I am a mother who has walked through the valley of the shadow of death. I am one beggar telling another beggar where to find bread – without today’s Christian pat answers.