I was once accused of being old, blunt and apathetic. Mind you I was all of 18 or 19 when it was said so old is relative. But blunt…yep I usually am. Over the years I have learned to temper that impulse a bit and pick my moments…or maybe I just choose the people better who can take it.
As for the apathetic part, I don’t really think that ever applied…really. I have had the opposite problem – I tend to care too much. I care about what people think, what they do, how what I do will affect them and so on. I over-care if anything.
So when I see someone who is obviously hurting, and who is doing a not so good job of trying to act like it is all ok, I tend to want to try and help…at the very least I pray for them…at the most, I jump in full force and try to “fix” them, help heal the hurt a little. And when you have a savior complex like that you tend to get burned a lot. You know why?
I AM NOT GOD.
You see I get in his way often. I jump in to save someone and don’t trust that God has it all under control. I need to sit back and wait (which I am very very very very very bad at…got that I suck at it).
Today I am seeing the value of sitting back and waiting. You see someone I know if hurting and they can’t tell me about it. I have been praying on their behalf. And I think they have been praying on their behalf. And now I need to sit back and let God do His thing.