When I look at how Christ suffered and how some of the Saints suffered, I realize I don't take suffering very well. When I suffer I get mad or feel sorry for myself, it's all about me. Many of the Saints rejoiced at suffering, it was something they shared with Christ. Christ suffered for the people who were causing his suffering. He loved the people who hurt Him. When he saw Peter on the shore did Christ act all angry? Did he give Peter the silent treatment? No, He forgave Peter.
I wish I could think of the people hurting me while they are hurting me. I could ask them if they are okay, are they hurting? I find that is usually the case. They are tired or upset over something and just take it out on me. If they weren't they would say what they have to say in better way. I doubt they know the impact of their words and really they don't know my life so usually their judgements reflect their own lives more than mine.
If only Christ would grant me the gift of remembering this when I am tired, or hungry, or scared so I wouldn't judge others, or at least give me gift of keeping my mouth shut. If I think someone isn't giving enough time I usually find out they are taking care of a sick parent, or helpingin other ways I don't see. If I think they should give more money I usually find they have financial constraints I know nothing about.
Debra Lord, grant me the grace to think of others while I am hurting and only of myself while I am judging.
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