There have been too many times in my life that I’ve mulled over interactions with people where I thought someone had negative feelings towards me, and I only came to realize I was completely wrong. My perspective led me to burdens that I didn’t even need to carry. On a tangible level, my life was great, but negative assumptions in my head became chains draining my energy and tearing down on my own confidence. A tactic that literally paralyzes me from having my head space focused on the real important things.
In short, I defined what my relationship with someone could be based on a few interactions, and looked to take things personal that were likely only a reflection of that person having a bad day or feeling unconfident about themselves. Due to my own lack of confidence for assuming the worst, a relationship that could have been gold, became a burden to my emotional status.
“How people treat other people is a direct reflection of how they feel about themselves.” – Paul Coehlo
So, when you think other people are against you. Think again. Maybe they just feel the same way you do. We are all trying to figure it out. When I discover I am completely wrong for thinking something, I realize that my battles really are not between myself and other people. We keep making other people an excuse for our own poor perspective. We are strongest when we are unified, so hands down, our enemy is always trying to create vices and whisper lies that will divide us. We’ve got to stop blaming each other and letting people get in the way of us being our best self and stepping up into our place.
This is the beauty of grace. The deep reason I am grateful for a faith that is the author of grace. We need to create more space for grace. Grace for ourself- that allows us to feel enough, to feel worthy of others, to feel okay to be who we are and in the state we are in. And, grace for others- that does not point a harsh finger when someone obviously makes a poor decision, has a bad attitude, 0r makes us feel as crappy as they may feel about themselves. Because, their mistake is likely coming from a place of pain, a lie whispered into their ear, a battle beyond you and me- the kind of battle that is always waging to tear you and me apart.
I want to love my life. It’s really hard to do that when I feel like crap dwelling on lies, and pointing fingers, only feeling fear that sometimes I need the same finger pointed back at me. So, let’s try to keep our minds gazed on grace. One day, one hour at a time. With that kind of mindset, who won’t be lifted up?