I recently sat in on a group discussing communication. Communication really is hard. We all bring our “junk” to the table. Everyone who comes into our life comes for a reason—a lesson or blessin. Sometimes they can be both. The time with someone may be short or it could be years.
Not everyone has depth that they show, not everyone wants to. There are some who are meant to fill the superficial friend role. Not everyone can or will be your best friend.
Sometimes people are those who will be in the trenches with you and there are those who are fair weather friends. Not everyone can be painfully honest and not everyone can hear honesty.
There are those who will use you; there are those who will nurture you. People are just who they are. It isn’t always easy to accept that. We expect people to be on the same level as us…heck we just have expectations.
I think the lesson I have learned in life (and continue to learn and yes it’s usually the hard way) and the lesson I learned in the group was, just concentrate on you. Where do you need to heal? What changes do you need to make?
Remember the Serenity Prayer: “God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change..courage to change the things I can & wisdom to know the difference.”
A prayer we should ALL live by. Let’s face it, we can’t change others. We can only work on ourselves.
I recall a song sung by Susan Ashton years ago “You Move Me.”
“This is how it seems to me…life is only therapy…real expensive and no guarantees….So I lie here on the couch with my heart hanging out frozen solid with fear ..like a rock in the ground
But You move me…You give me courage I didn’t know I had..You move me…I can’t go with You and stay where I am so You move me.
Here is how love was to me..I could look and not see…going through the emotions..not knowing what they mean…and it scared me so much that I just couldn’t budge. I might have stayed there forever if not for Your touch.
Oh, but You move me out of myself and into the fire..You move me…burning with love and with hope and desire..how You move me.
You go whistling in the dark making light of it, making light of it and I follow with my heart laughing all the way…Oh, because You move me…You get me dancing and You make me sing…You move me. Now I’m taking delight in every little thing”
I am thankful that God loves us enough to move us. Yep, growing pains are called that for a reason. Growing is often painful. However, the results can be beautiful. I am grateful for our beautiful Heavenly Parent who continues to grow us into the image of Christ. The refining fire creates beauty after all of the impurities are burned off. And oh my goodness, we all have imperfections.
I have a friend who often reminds me “Don’t let them steal your joy” when someone upsets me. I’m not sure about you, but sometimes I can do that, but (probably) most of the time I can’t. I pray for God’s grace and wisdom as I walk through this crazy thing called life.
My ultimate desire is to draw closer to God and to become more Christ like and that requires going through the fire.