Remembering Rejection

I know a lot of my regular readers are young and therefore are either going through the hurt of rejection or it is still piercing to think of. And I remembered back to that historical sting. And I was amazed to realize that the rejection that made me depressed at the time and still cry when I had thought of it in past times no longer had that affect on me. In fact, I felt sorry for the rejector and prayed for him and his horrible wife he ended up with. If it is any consolation for you at all, I find that if God wants you with that person, you will be with them, and when He knows (as He always does) it is not best or sees their true heart and knows you need to be free of them, He relieves you of them. And it is a loving thing to do. God dispenses people from your life when they will hurt you worse for longer by staying with them. Accept it. Appreciate being loved so much. It hurts so much, but trust that God knows more than you do and is keeping you from something far far worse. Please be blessed. Please be comforted by running to God’s arms. Please find rest and peace and joy in God. He loves you unconditionally. ❤

The One that Rejected Me

I recently saw the “love of my life” (at the time I thought so) in a recent picture someone had. He looked super skinny and old and I learned he had married a really controlling and harshly domineering woman. And at first I thought he got what he deserved for throwing me out for that thing. Then I thought better of that little dig. You see, what I did not realize at that time through my heavy tears was that God had bigger plans for me than to be a wife to a philandering man (found that out too).

Yes, at times my marriage is rough but I know I am with the man God wants me with until death separates us. And here, I can focus on my kids and my home and serve in church and help a lot of people and play great music in a band and working as a consulting doctor. And as such, I am using my talents. In addition, I have a great future vision of housing teenagers who are pregnant so they will keep their babies and not abort them. It is on my heart. And I have to wait for a while but I will work on that goal.

All this detail to say that God knows what He is doing when He puts people together and when He separates them. Do not regret anyone. Learn what you can and accept God’s plan for you. He truly knows best as certain as you breathe. So the one who rejected me was not meant for me. Just learn and don’t get too close too soon next time. Wait for God’s timing and confirmation.

The Pricelessness of You

I have recently been dealing with a major rejection, a hurt so big that it is hard to understand. And it made me rethink our value. It hurts to feel like we are so easily cast off like rubbish, like trash that has no value or worth. Now this affected my thought processes deeply because of the gravity of it. And these thoughts kept popping back in. Were we of no value at all? Were we garbage that we were so easily cast off and thrown out? These thoughts and so many like it just flourished. UNTIL. God smacked me (of course He had to because I was stuck in ugly mode) and told me about Him. You see, I have a priceless worth because of God and who He is and knows I am and not because of what any other person in the universe thinks. I am priceless because of Who my Daddy is and not because of how I compare to someone else. My family is God’s. We are made in His image. Whose image? God’s. God the loving and good One, the all powerful One, the perfect One, the creative and all knowing One, the fantastic One, the One who made everything good we know of, every beautiful thing we can see or think of. He, God, is the One who made me in detail, every aspect, every good part, every quirky part, every creative element, every musical accomplishment, every  character flaw that needs His touch to perfect but is perfect for what He wants me to do. He made us with the ability to do something special and amazing for Him. And you know what? He did that for you too. For all of us, we were built with a plan to fit into God’s plan somehow. We may look funny, do weird things, think strangely, not fit in a whole lot of places, but SO WHAT! Get over it. God has a plan and His thought of us is the only important thing because all of this is so temporary but what He makes will live forever. And there is absolutely nothing worth losing your insight on your priceslessness based on God’s pricelessness and our loving designer. I am priceless. No one is like me. And guess what? You are priceless and there is no one like you either. I dig that so hard! Praise God!!!!!

A Long Ways From Normal is Pretty Close to Perfect

Many of my friends that I love or just know and many other acquaintances and many of my former patients were consumed about being or appearing “normal”, whatever that is. I started thinking what they actually are wanting or needing when they fixate on that and then I wondered why I never wanted normalcy. And here are my findings and contemplations. People are made by God to be social. We want to be accepted by others, fit in, be one of the crowd because loneliness and rejection are pretty serious fears of about everyone. If we think we deviate from certain social “norms” or standards or rules, we stand out and are more easily picked off and discarded (in our fear-driven minds). And this does happen to many with disabilities, deficits, or rule breakers who are carted off to jail punishments. So that fear is validated and supported in their minds. But fear is the driver. And while it is imperative to maintain order and safety by keeping the rules and moral rules of a society in order for everyone to be safe and free to move about the cabin, people take it to another level to (like in high school) be popular, well liked, okay, existence validated. Taking it to this level, though, can demand that you disregard a gift God gave you to develop that might not be so popular or normal, especially considering your family upbringing. Thus you might not be living to your full potential because of fear. One of the gifts God gave me is fearlessness. That has been challenged as late as my daddy’s health is fading and my hormones are in overdrive (that season of life) but I will get back to myself in time and be fearless once again. But that gift allowed me to not need to be “normal”. Don’t get me wrong, I am very moral and respectful of rules to maintain order and thus freedom, as it is necessary. But that is the extent of it. Being rejected has not been a fear because I am more afraid of missing out on what God intended me to do and gifted me with. As a kid, I loved superheroes and wanted to be one. And I can get closest to that by being all that God allows and empowers me to be because He gives more to those who use what He gave them. Respect for God trumps fear of societal rejection. That seems to be a good choice. I’ll keep it. 🙂