Nouns That Wound

Lately I’ve been hearing in the Spirit the words “isolation” and “rejection”.  The words are nouns. But, when I hear the words I feel the verb, the action.  It hurts.

Discourage.
Separate.
Deny.
Disown.
Scorn.

How I have felt the sting of these words over 50 years.  Worse – I’ve wounded others with those verbs that became my actions.

In many ways it is easier to be the object of disdain rather than the one dishing out the scorn. Because as a decent person I eventually recognize that I have brought hurt and negativity to the front door of another’s soul.

I’m ashamed. I’m guilty. I’m sorry.

But, I’m not damned. I can start fresh every day (every hour if need be) with a clean slate.  He made that possible. He nailed my shame, my guilt, my remorse and all my failings to the cross and I can leave them there instead of carrying them around with me.

When I feel isolated or rejected I rejoice that I am never alone. If I stay close to Him,  I have the hope that I, instead of being a source of pain, can be used as an instrument of peace and love.

Be love and be blessed,