While I was painting today I couldn't help but think about stuff, that's what I do while I paint. My gloomy mood last week wasn't all from the rainy weather, but because of a conversation I had with a friend. I had hurt my friend with my words and although my pride was hurt to discover this I was humbled and felt pain because I had injured a friendship. Why even a week later do I still worry about this? Why am I so slow to forgive myself? I know God is quick to forgive and it's forgotten forever, why can't I be like that with my own sin??When I paint I am so impatient with the process. I can't wait until the end because the "during" is so ugly. I want to see the finished result at the beginning. It doesn't work that way. It is a journey and fortunately the outcome is usually pretty good. Thank you Lord for being patient with me while I wait! I know that a beautiful work will result from the struggle.
Thanks for listening,
Photo Credit: Arne1101
You know that is so true. Thank you for being real with your heart and where you were last week. praying all gets worked out for you. Precious soul you are.
ReplyDeleteOh yes, to comment on your blog comment to me. Someone has been holding me in bud stage and stepping all over my heart. I think it is that pain that is causing me to decide to bloom. Walking through it with God and growing in grace, wisdom and courage through it. A girl has to try, smile.
Hope your day is beautiful where you are.
Don't beat yourself up. A true friend will accept your apology and understand that we don't always say or do the right things. No one is perfect.
ReplyDeleteI am the same way. I recently had a friend tell me I said something hurtful. I didn't mean for my words to be taken that way, but I did my best to accept the words as a way to improve myself. I apologized and attempted to let it go. It took about 3 weeks before it finally stopped flooding my thoughts. I prayed hard for God to help me learn. I was afraid to speak to anyone for fear that I might unknowingly hurt someone again. God is good. Prayer is powerful. Friendships heal. Be thankful your friend felt she could tell you how she felt.
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