Today's
sermon about murder and hate was very powerful. It is a subject that
has been on my heart for a while, as I wrestle with trying to tip the
scales on the side of love, peace and joy, to heal the cracks caused by
violence: be it physical, witnessed, heard, spoken & even the
extremes of murder & suicide.
If our cup can run over with joy & love, then it is true it can also run over with despair & bitterness. I believe we have a very limited capacity for violence - physical or emotional- before the consequences of it change from a limited pain to an infection. And like a physical infection, it has to be diagnosed and healed to stop from spreading to the person right in front of us, even the ones who are taking care of us & loving us.
I thank God for His healing presence, and that He stands between me and those that have hurt me, & those I have hurt, loving each one of us & willing to provide exactly what we need.
If our cup can run over with joy & love, then it is true it can also run over with despair & bitterness. I believe we have a very limited capacity for violence - physical or emotional- before the consequences of it change from a limited pain to an infection. And like a physical infection, it has to be diagnosed and healed to stop from spreading to the person right in front of us, even the ones who are taking care of us & loving us.
I thank God for His healing presence, and that He stands between me and those that have hurt me, & those I have hurt, loving each one of us & willing to provide exactly what we need.
