Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Dysfunctionally Functional in Dysfunctioning

Ok, if you've been reading my ranting for, what, almost 4 months now, and you're super turned off just about every 4th post, then I have something that is toned way, way down for you with a hope that you will patch some things up and seize life.

Every single one of us is dysfunctional. Lord love a duck, I thought it was just me- it's great to know you are all screwed up too. MetroLIVE ended on Thursday with Curtis closing out a serious on relationships. For all of you shortcut lovers, here is Curtis' podcast from Thursday. If you have the time, listen to the others too, but I especially encourage this one. That's a lie. I especially encourage the one dated 7.23.09. It will break you down. But, for the purpose of this post, check out the one from 8.6.09...annnnnnd then the rest of them.

Can it be simpler? Common sense if you think about it, but we don't think about it. If you treat any relationship (husband, wife, daughter, son, mom, dad, sibling, friend, co-worker, God) with anger, bitterness, a sense of wanting things to go wrong for them because of your insecurity/jealousy/envy/ or God forbid selfishness, those relationships will fall apart. But if you pour love, kindness, and most importantly forgiveness into them, regardless of how badly they hurt you or how "terrible" your life is, the relationship will sustain.

Look, we have all been hurt by someone. We have all felt like someone has wronged us. Even worse, a lot of you feel like God has wronged you. That He owes you something. Some tough love: God doesn't owe you anything. But, know that you aren't alone with those feelings, that things like this will happen in every relationship you create, and we have a choice about how we handle it. It must be exhausting to live a life full of anger and bitterness. Dig deep. Forgive. Over and over. Let it go. and love...you'll be sorry if you don't.

1 comment:

  1. This is such a thoughtful and wonderful post Steph, especially the last 2 paragraphs. And it couldn't be more correct! Your blog always inspires me.

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