It shouldn’t matter. Why am I surprised? Why am I hurt?
Could it be because I have to face the fact that I am just like those who never gives up hope, who never stops seeing the good in people. No matter how ugly of a mask they continue to show?
No matter how much I have convinced myself that there is no way I could be like HIM. My flesh says “Why try?” Even though I know that is all that HE wants me to do.. So I find myself still trying to see others the way HE does. The way HE sees me. Without the ugliness. The selfishness. The very core of where deceit lives, thrives. I am no better.. My demons are just different from yours. Who am I to say how one should treat another, or react? Who am I to even have the nerve to be pissed about it?
Our demons may be different, but we both have them nonetheless.
But still, right is right, wrong is wrong. What kind of person would I be if I did not voice such things when they occur? I may not want to hear the truth of my own short commings, but I’m always thankful when they are voiced to me with love and the intent to better me, not drag me down. But I’ve learned that no matter how the truth is brought to you, if a person does not want to hear it, if their heart is hard, they won’t see the love behind your voicing it. Nor will they appreciate it when all is said and done…
But that’s their problem. I’ve done what I can do. If you won’t heed to it, or be compassionate enough to care, then that’s on you. Not me.
We have opportunities in life to “Man up or Woman up” It’s these moments which define us. reveals what we are made of. Shows us and those around us if we are worthy of what we expect from others. If we even have the right to expect anything..
Hey, I am no authority here. In my short life here on this earth, I’ve failed as much as I have succeeded. I’m still learning. I’m still growing. God still has alot of work ahead for me.. But right is right, wrong is wrong. And I will continue to stand firm in my belief no matter how hard & hurtful things become..