John 1:11 He came unto his own, and his own received him not.
I need friends who love and support who I am. That smile when I brag on my newlywed friends, who hug me when I grieve, who even if they don’t understand my aloneness (lucky them), do not question it.
I do not need eye rolls and loud put downs when I bare my soul.
Recently I’ve experienced these behaviors from longtime friends I’ve held through the stages of life (unsure to call them friends any more).
Why can’t they be there for me in the simplest of ways? When I calm my anger at their slights, I conclude it is their fear, their grief, their aloneness. It has nothing to do with me; I’m just an observer.
Hence, Jesus forgave and loved his own countrymen, race, and friends - all of whom did so much more than eye-roll his power and dismiss his tears. They put their hands on him and nailed him to a cross.
Like Jesus, I distance myself from cruel hypocrites and fearful bullies. Their time is up, leaving Jesus and those who follow his footsteps more time to embrace those who accept our love.
Sharon Keene
I need friends who love and support who I am. That smile when I brag on my newlywed friends, who hug me when I grieve, who even if they don’t understand my aloneness (lucky them), do not question it.
I do not need eye rolls and loud put downs when I bare my soul.
Recently I’ve experienced these behaviors from longtime friends I’ve held through the stages of life (unsure to call them friends any more).
Why can’t they be there for me in the simplest of ways? When I calm my anger at their slights, I conclude it is their fear, their grief, their aloneness. It has nothing to do with me; I’m just an observer.
Hence, Jesus forgave and loved his own countrymen, race, and friends - all of whom did so much more than eye-roll his power and dismiss his tears. They put their hands on him and nailed him to a cross.
Like Jesus, I distance myself from cruel hypocrites and fearful bullies. Their time is up, leaving Jesus and those who follow his footsteps more time to embrace those who accept our love.
Sharon Keene
No comments:
Post a Comment