“Lord, help me to forgive those who sin differently than I.” When we recognize that we all have weaknesses, it’s easier to find a way to respect others. When we do this, we feel a kinship, a sense of mutuality between ourselves and even the thorniest of people. from the book “Crucial Conversations”
I’m learning daily about thorny people…and just how thorny I can be myself. As Lisa and I are blessed to meet so many people on the road, I’m being shown just how easy it is to focus on my own problems and forget the needs of others. By the same token, it is just as easy to focus on everyone else’s sin and lose sight of my own. I am very thankful for the times I get it right and see the world the way God does. I am very sorry for those days (and there are many) when I turn things so upside down that I don’t see my responsibility to love others the way God does.
Make no mistake. He loves us…desperately. And what He longs for every single one of us to have–the native and the foreigner, the young and the old, the rich and the poor–is this incredibly fantastic knowledge of Him.
Yesterday, I was blessed with the opportunity to walk the halls of Danville Regional Hospital with some of my new friends. I was greeted by warm smiles and huge hugs. I didn’t know a single history, a single story behind who these people were. Yet, I was drawn to them because of the common ground of humanness that we share.
I went to bed last night thinking of the faces of those who served me this week. I can’t remember all of their names or their faces but God does. So, as I flew home yesterday and drifted to sleep last night, I thought of a security guard named Tom, a dietary worker named Gertrude, a CEO named Eric, a young trauma nurse with a beautiful smile and a more beautiful heart, and dozens of other individuals. I prayed for them and their “stories.” I thanked God for them and the way they served me…the way they serve their city. I was reminded yet again that, while there a million things that separate us, there is much that we hold in common.
Thank you, DRMC. Thank you, Lifepoint family. I am proud to be a small part of your family. We are energized by our time with you. I am inspired by your efforts. I am thankful for this kinship we have. Here’s to hoping my thorns never get in the way of our friendship.