Sunday, November 4, 2018

Fairly Unfair

Last time I talked about grief. It always feels so unfair. Besides loss, too much has happened to me in the last couple of years that I believe to be unfair. Although I am a generally happy person, I carried a lot of frustration and anger. It lingered in the back mind, weighed on my shoulders, and left my heart feeling heavy.  I read something recently that really spoke to me. I actually felt that it was written for me. Take a read:

"Do not expect to be treated fairly in this life. People will say and do hurtful things to you, things that you don't deserve. When someone mistreats you, try to view it as an opportunity to grow in grace. See how quickly you can forgive the one who has wounded you. Don't be concentrated on setting the record straight. Instead of obsessing about other people's opinions of you, keep your focus on Me. Ultimately, it is My view of you that counts."

The Me is God. I read it in one of my mother's Jesus books. Now religious or not, it hits a cord. We will not always be treated fairly in life and that's the reality of it. It's how we react that truly matters.  We can keep that chip on our shoulders or dust it away. Reading this made me think about the scores I've been keeping in my own head- those who hurt me and how they feel about me. But that's not healthy. Like it states, "Don't concentrate on setting the record straight." It's right. That energy can be used for so much more. I am a spiritual person, but I also took the "Me" as not just God, but as people who love me as well. Real talk: I know there are people out there who don't like me or have hurt me. Why dwell on things we cannot change or control? There are people in our lives who want to be there and love us. How about we focus on that rather than on those who don't. Easier said than done, I know, but it's worth a shot.

Life may be unfair, but that's what makes it life. Ultimately, whether it's a higher power or us ourselves, the ones that control the course of our lives are not the ones who hurt us. Relish in those who love us and grow from the negative experiences. We get to write the rest of our story, not them.

Til next time,


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