What does it feel like to be persecuted?
It happens, in big ways and small, if we choose to see it.
The barbs sting, even when they are blunt.
It can be tiring to fend off - to have to constantly justify and to explain why you should exist in a particular capacity.
It can sap your strength when people choose not to understand.
On the other hand, how could they - unless they have been put through the wringer too?
On the other hand, aren't these but small, fallen things?
Do we glorify God if all we care about is how we appear to others?
Are we being a good testimony to Him who loved us so by thinking only of how we feel when others mock us?
He would want us to perservere under such conditions.
His life was His gift to us, after all.
The least we can do to honour this Gift is not to throw bricks at the sky just because we are going through something which, in comparison, is but an existential pin-prick.
Such are my random ramblings on this night ^_^
1 comment:
Hmm...you may be on to something. It's funny, Christ allowed himself to be beaten to a pulp, yet we are ashamed of associating ourselves as his disciples.
I've never had to face a life-or-death decision involving Christ, but I sometimes wonder if I had to, would I stick up for him? ~Darnell
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