I happen to be scanning through some words written on a post today when I suddenly stopped. Something set wrong with me, very wrong. I could hear in the echo’s the utterance this person said to me months earlier; “The world is going to judge you and treat you harsh.” And now the “harsh” was staring me in the face. I guess I chose to believe in the Cinderella Story where the poor girl marries the Prince and lives happily ever after. I believed the world would not judge a recovering drug addict (recovering be the key word, right?) a less than worthy person as unacceptable to be associated with. But today, my eyes see the world as it is and not through rose-stained glasses. For the very person that said the world would judge me, is the very one that indeed was judging me from society’s point of view.
My heart is broken once again. But like he said, “The world is harsh.”
Initially, my emotions rolled between anger and hurt– The kind of hurt where tears welled up in the back of my throat. The pain was so intense my heart literally ached. I wanted to cry out hurtful words.
But I prayed, instead.
“I prayed for God to touch me and to touch you. God showed me that you probably didn’t realize the sorrow you caused.”
How many times had I caused someone pain and not realized it. (Matthew 7:3-5)
I am reminded of who I am… who you are… and who He is…
I am thankful… (1 Thessalonians 5:18)
Maybe I do have a Cinderella Life after all… (John 10:10)
Beautifully Awkward
Her Broken wing 