I don't like a lot of things. Mostly I don't like intolerance. I don't like hatered. I don't like name calling. I don't like yelling and I certainly don't like that I am capable of all these things.
At this point in my life I have recognised that I am going through a trial, I don't know what it's preparing me for, all I know is that it's happening so that I learn patience, love, but most importantly, so that I learn how to approach, or not approach if need be, a situation in which I am being harassed or abused verbally. Unfortunately this trial can also bring out the very worst in me. When this happens it helps me to think about Joseph, the son of Jacob/Israel. Joseph was brilliant. He took positive attitute to a new extreme. He was in slavery or prison from the age of seventeen to thirty, but he faced every trial with a happy heart, seeing the Lord's hand in all things. I am trying to be so much more like Joseph. I've found it's hard because most of the time I don't want to let go of the anger, I want to yell and scream and make them see they're hurting me, but I've found a method in which I can calm myself down and be more like Joseph. First I breathe, three deep breaths. Next I tell myself, "The Lord wil deal with them, it's not my place." And most of the time that works. When it doesn't I pray for forgiveness and strength and patience and love and all those other things that I need so much right now. He listens, I grow. One day I'll know why this is neccessary.
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