Misunderstood

Have you ever been misunderstood? 

I know we all have. But there’s something about being misunderstood that makes you want to shout out the truth to help that person who has misunderstood you know what they are thinking isn’t right. However the more you run the scenario over in your mind, the worse you look.

This happened to me this weekend. And if I told the reason behind why I said what I said, I would have been looked down upon even more than I already was. And so I took the wrong judgment and then went home upset. 

But this morning I realized, I could forgive. I could forgive the woman that judged me wrongly. I could join in forgiving just as God forgives me when I judge him wrongly. Now with a new perspective, I am not weighed down by a wrong perception, I am free.  

So If the Son has set you free, you are free indeed. John 8:36

Sunrise

Watching a sunrise on a spring morning is similar to writing a story. In a matter of minutes the brilliantly painted sky has changed. Second by second it becomes a completely different creation.

In writing, you start with a blank page. Once you put a word down, the story begins. It continues to change. Every time you work on it, it changes. Sometimes the first words you wrote are hidden beneath or within the story.

I will never create something as brilliant as the beauty of the sunrise. However, in creating a story, I join in the creation of something that never was.

You answer us with awesome and righteous deeds, God our Savior, the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas, who formed the mountains by your power, having armed yourself with strength.  Psalm 65:5-6