The First Time

The First Time

There is something so magical with new experiences. We are so alive and focused. It can be so memorable at times.

Now not all first experiences are positive. And when they are not then you can be sure that will also be remembered.

I was dealing with this person the other day and you could tell they were not happy. It was definitely part of the individuals nature.

I thought how sad it was that the person was so sad. Really felt more compassion for them that anything.

Just was not able to cope in a degree with all the hostility. That was the hard part. Because this I could sensed was driven by some hurt or deep pain.

It made the person cold and bitter. Full of hate instead of love. That grim face the pure sense of somberness prevailed.

I’m not sure that alone drove my thoughts, but really the thing I could notice out of this is how often hate really does fuel such things. It maybe self hate or anger directed towards others, but it does cause problems.

So sad to. For we all face trials in life. Those times we are confronted with crisis. And those when life is blessed.

Just so difficult to always over come such things. Or keep them from making us angry at the world.

Still I can’t say that will give life any joy. How can you savor life if you don’t even focus on any good?

I am grateful that the Lord is able to help us in such situations. But we have to be willing to accept His help.

I have known so many people who had faith, but really didn’t in any way bother to find the up side of life. Some negative thought dogged them it seemed. Kept them from being able to enjoy.

And that was truly sad. For can one truly trust the Lord for good if we only expect the bad?

We know the answer even if we don’ t care to admit it. That is part of the process of acceptance.

And we know that is not always easy to embrace.