I've been experiencing a lot of discomfort lately. Discomfort caused by spoken words, discomfort caused by written words, and even some discomfort caused by unspoken words. It has been a recurring theme over the past week and I haven't known how to deal with it. It's impossible to go through life without being offended or hurt by another, just as it is impossible to go through life without offending or hurting someone yourself. But, how we tend to those offenses and pain shows our true character- are we willing to face them head on, do we push the feelings aside? Do we get offended that we offended someone else? Do we try to smooth over the rough spots, or do we leave them rocky?
Sometimes after weeks like this, I just feel beat up. It seems every sensitive button I have has been pushed over and over again. And it's exhausting. It's exhausting to the point that I don't even want to attempt to smooth the rough spots, it seems easier just to let the rocks pile up.
Along with my Debbie Downer attitude, I was walking back to my dorm late this evening. As I took large strides to get out of the chilly weather, I looked down at my feet to see yellow leaves scattered. Next I took in a deep breath of the harvest air. It was then I realized, "Ah, it's Autumn." My favorite season. The time of year in which every leaf that took all spring and summer to blossom, grows, gives off vibrant and pleasant aromas and then dies and falls to the ground.
Morbid. I know. Sorry...
But with each colorful leaf gently swaying to the ground, we are reminded that after a period of grey, bitter cold, new life will bud- fully enriched and nourished.
Sometimes after weeks like this, I just feel beat up. It seems every sensitive button I have has been pushed over and over again. And it's exhausting. It's exhausting to the point that I don't even want to attempt to smooth the rough spots, it seems easier just to let the rocks pile up.
Along with my Debbie Downer attitude, I was walking back to my dorm late this evening. As I took large strides to get out of the chilly weather, I looked down at my feet to see yellow leaves scattered. Next I took in a deep breath of the harvest air. It was then I realized, "Ah, it's Autumn." My favorite season. The time of year in which every leaf that took all spring and summer to blossom, grows, gives off vibrant and pleasant aromas and then dies and falls to the ground.
Morbid. I know. Sorry...
But with each colorful leaf gently swaying to the ground, we are reminded that after a period of grey, bitter cold, new life will bud- fully enriched and nourished.
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