And then there are those people who just don't get it...
I can deal with people who are jerks. Namely, I ignore them or am afraid of them and try to avoid them at all costs
I can deal with people who try but make mistakes. They can be forgiven.
What I can't deal with is those who have given up on trying. The people who have said, "Screw it, I am not going to put any more effort in than is absolutely necessary in any given aspect of my life." Those are the people who my heart goes out to--the one's I am the most compassionate with. And yet, I am at an impass. If you're not willing to be helped, what can I do? Pray, obviously. But, I know (and I say this in the most humble way possible, not trying to be like the people that buitl the tower of Babel) that I have something to offer, that I am worth something, that I care, that I have time (somewhat) and that I can give... and then that's rejected? That hurts.
But, because of who I am, I won't give up. I am not going to push it, either. But, I am still going to be here when those people need me (if they ever choose to need me... and not that they will necessarily "need" me). I will be here, with open arms, and waiting. Because, I know I have something to offer, in the most humblest of terms.
If you're reading this... pray. Namely, pray for me--pray that I am patient. I can choose to wait. God waited for me. I can wait for other people.
I can deal with people who try but make mistakes. They can be forgiven.
What I can't deal with is those who have given up on trying. The people who have said, "Screw it, I am not going to put any more effort in than is absolutely necessary in any given aspect of my life." Those are the people who my heart goes out to--the one's I am the most compassionate with. And yet, I am at an impass. If you're not willing to be helped, what can I do? Pray, obviously. But, I know (and I say this in the most humble way possible, not trying to be like the people that buitl the tower of Babel) that I have something to offer, that I am worth something, that I care, that I have time (somewhat) and that I can give... and then that's rejected? That hurts.
But, because of who I am, I won't give up. I am not going to push it, either. But, I am still going to be here when those people need me (if they ever choose to need me... and not that they will necessarily "need" me). I will be here, with open arms, and waiting. Because, I know I have something to offer, in the most humblest of terms.
If you're reading this... pray. Namely, pray for me--pray that I am patient. I can choose to wait. God waited for me. I can wait for other people.
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