Being disappointed.
Disappointing.
Being misunderstood.
Misunderstanding.
Being treated harshly.
Being harsh.
Being ignored.
Ignoring.
Being despised.
Despising.
Being deceived.
Deceiving.
Gestures.
Gesturing.
Being dismissed.
Dismissing.
Not getting an apology.
Not apologizing.
A word.
A look.
A sigh.
A rolling of the eyes.
Sarcasm.
Disinterest.
Distance.
Silence.
Apathy.
Carelessness.
If I kept a record of the wrongs – the times that hurtful things pierced my heart inflicting pain – against the times I have been the heart-wounder, I wonder which way the scale would tip?
NOTE TO SELF: "…He has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows…He was wounded for our trangressions and He was bruised for our iniquities…By His stripes, we are healed…" Both the pain I have internalized and the pain I have carelessly doled out – He prepared for it all. He covers it all.
Throw away records against others. Work on clearing my own.
God has put this on my heart also. I try to be careful with my words. To think before I speak. But so many times I have failed. I need to speek words of encouragement and not let one opportunity pass. It not only effects me but those around me. I must be contagious in a positive way. So people see Him in me. Its humbling to know he covers it all.
Sort of like… checking our hurts and woundings at the cross and then tearing up our claim ticket?