I am learning the untrustworthy quality of emotions. Overall, I will admit that I am probably more of the emotional nature than the average individual. However, I am beginning to see that my feelings get the best of me, but not really to my best interest.
God is showing me the quality of patience. I am beginning to see the importance of waiting out my little storms and bouts of emotional fire, ultimately so that I may see the bigger picture.
It is difficult.
How do you overcome the feeling of being misunderstood? misrepresented? misjudged? The root of the issue is really that everyone believes they are entitled to their own opinions, perhaps even at the expense of others.
I never experienced growing pains as a child (probably because I didn’t do much growing), but I assume that this period is the closest thing in a metaphorical sense. It hurts little by little & often at unexpected times. But I am trusting in the Lord and in the necessity for my growth.
Sharpen me God! Brush away the dirt. I want to gleam like marble so that I can most beautifully reflect your light & image in my own form.