Frankly, On Faith: Do All Things
by Molly Jo Realy @RealMojo68
We live in an era that glorifies differences. We’re on one side of the fence or the other, but rarely are we perched atop in perfect balance.
Worse, that fence is not often wire. We can’t, or choose not to, see through to the other side. Our vision is blocked by hard wood or brick, or we’re only allowed a glimpse through holes or slats.
It’s sometimes the same with our actions. We don’t always see how what we do affects others. We don’t always care. We keep heaping our own plates higher and higher, with minimal consideration for “all things in moderation.”
We martyr ourselves in our own minds; believing we have it worse because we feel alone. Unloved. Uncared for. We separate ourselves from our community.
We can’t see the other side of the fence.
It makes it hard to see the other person’s story, to walk a mile in their shoes.
When I’m in a moment of frustration or anger toward someone else, I remember how God forgave me. How He bundled me up, healed my hurts and kissed my forehead. Then, He set me back on my feet and gave me a pat. “Go and make disciples of all the nations.” (Matt 28:19a, NLT).
He didn’t ask me to be perfect, to know everything, or to see the horizon before I took a first step. He just asked me to go. And to do so in a spirit of acceptance and forgiveness.
Instead of using stones to hurt, or to build more walls, try laying a path.
This week, I challenge to take one step closer, to stretch your hand out farther, and to smile at a stranger. Step outside your thought-box and see things from a different perspective. Give someone the grace you would like returned to yourself.
How will you begin to tear down your walls?
With stepping stones and a peaceful heart,
And Frankly, My Dear . . . That’s all she wrote!