Yesterday physical pain collided with emotional pain and there were a lot of tears. As I cried, I could hear in my memory someone once saying “cry it out and be done with it.” Harsh.
It sounded calloused.
It felt calloused.
It was calloused.
Thats not how compassion is served.
That is not serving Jesus-style.
And now I have something “new” to give to Jesus. Interesting how much newer I get the farther down the path I go.
Whats really interesting is as I was shown by the Holy Spirit, when anothers ugliness leaves a mark on us, it is akin to the stories of leprosy.
Ewww!
But!!!
A man with leprosy came and knelt before him and said, “Lord, if you are willing, you can make me clean.” Matthew 8:2
“One to clean up Lord!” 🚀
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