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Anyone that knows me well knows that what I hate more than anything in the entire world is being misunderstood. I think it really is the worst feeling ever to know that someone has formed an opinion about who you are in their mind that is totally false. I hate feeling like I don't have the chance to explain myself and sometimes just wish I could yell out "No! What you're thinking I'm feeling is not really what I'm feeling!"
Anyway, so I've been feeling pretty misunderstood lately and it's just been so discouraging. This morning on my way to work I was just thinking through all of this and all the sudden just felt a sense of relief when I realized that the most important person - God himself knows me better than anyone. I love that I never have to worry about being misunderstood by God and I take so much comfort in the fact that He knows me better than I know my myself. I love that before I even go to Him in frustration about other people misunderstanding me He already knows how I feel.
Because I hate to be misunderstood so much I find myself always wanting to give others the benefit of the doubt and try and put myself in their shoes before I make any assumptions about them that may be false. The downside of being that way is that I often find that it leads me to take up offenses that are not mine to take up.
When I feel that the people I care about are being misunderstood it sometimes ticks me off just as much as if I were the person being misunderstood myself. I especially get bothered when it is something that relates to my husband.
Slowly but surely I'm learning though to let it go and live in the knowledge that really God's opinion of me is the only opinion that matters. I find myself often reflecting on the Psalm that says "search my heart and know me." I so want to be found secure in the fact that the God who created the universe loves me enough to know all about my insecurities and the little things that get me down. That is to me one of the wonders of walking in relationship with Jesus. Sure, He's perfect and I'm not, but in spite of my imperfection He knows me and He loves me still. What a comfort!
Anyway, so I've been feeling pretty misunderstood lately and it's just been so discouraging. This morning on my way to work I was just thinking through all of this and all the sudden just felt a sense of relief when I realized that the most important person - God himself knows me better than anyone. I love that I never have to worry about being misunderstood by God and I take so much comfort in the fact that He knows me better than I know my myself. I love that before I even go to Him in frustration about other people misunderstanding me He already knows how I feel.
Because I hate to be misunderstood so much I find myself always wanting to give others the benefit of the doubt and try and put myself in their shoes before I make any assumptions about them that may be false. The downside of being that way is that I often find that it leads me to take up offenses that are not mine to take up.
When I feel that the people I care about are being misunderstood it sometimes ticks me off just as much as if I were the person being misunderstood myself. I especially get bothered when it is something that relates to my husband.
Slowly but surely I'm learning though to let it go and live in the knowledge that really God's opinion of me is the only opinion that matters. I find myself often reflecting on the Psalm that says "search my heart and know me." I so want to be found secure in the fact that the God who created the universe loves me enough to know all about my insecurities and the little things that get me down. That is to me one of the wonders of walking in relationship with Jesus. Sure, He's perfect and I'm not, but in spite of my imperfection He knows me and He loves me still. What a comfort!
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