Therefore as the elect of God, holy and beloved, put on tender mercies, kindness, humidity, meekness, longsuffering; bearing with one another. If anyone has anything against another, even as Christ forgave you, so you also must do. – Colossians 3:12-13
I have a hard time forgiving people who deliberately overstep my boundaries. It makes me furious.
Boundaries protect our finite energy. Sometimes we trade temporary discomfort in order to protect our energy. We only have 24 hours in a day.
We only have so many breaths that God has given us, and when those breaths run out, we die.
As a COVID-19 Long Hauler, I had shortness of breath. It reminded me that my breath is a gift from God. I can’t take it for granted, because it won’t always be there. Some day I will die, but “we have this hope that burns within our hearts; hope in the coming of the Lord” (as the hymn goes). Some day we will meet our Savior in the clouds. It will be a glorious day, and the things of Earth will pass away.
This life is only a fraction of the existence that we can spend with God. He asks us to turn our eyes upon Jesus. It is a challenge sometimes when the things of this world distract us, but when we notice that distraction, we can gently but firmly refocus our attention on God. He knows the big picture. He doesn’t want us to be stressed. He wants us to feel joy, eternal. Amen.