There was an argument today. I am drained and sad.
What were we arguing about?
Who was right? Who was hurt? Who was human? Who was made in God's image and spat upon by incarnate weaknesses?
Can we come up on the other side encouraged and free?
Free from the evil thoughts that mull over what was said and if it was the tip of an iceberg of hurt.
The holy ones say to pray about it. I cringe and feel comforted simultaneously. I know God knows my heart. He knows my sincerity. He also knows my sinfulness. But would He really change anything?
Praying is for the one speaking the words.
Lord change me, right?
So to pray about an argument is to be willing to change even if the other person does not.
Am I willing? Will the iceberg emerge again? Or will God see fit to be the author of global warming in my soul, in our souls?
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