For more than two decades, I had several friendships and relationships that were abusive, volatile, and destructive. Years later, I found myself wondering why I ever let them go on for so long.
Then, one day, God showed me.
It was because I needed them.
I think my struggle to get along with people started at an early age. A girl named Tara chose to “go” with a kid named Val instead of me (I still don’t know why, and I’m still not sure what “going with someone” means when you’re 9).
A fellow named Billy decided he was going to get his kicks by bullying me in the ninth grade. (And he literally did kick me.)
A so-called friend, we’ll call him “Kirk”, talked about me behind my back to a bully named Billy. (You know who you are, “Kirk”!)
My War with Human Relations rages on to this day.
Do you know someone who is struggling with issues, or plagued by problems? Have you tried to help that person, talking to them over and over, with no success?
I have, too.
Don’t get me wrong, my life has never been a model of perfection but, after I made a re-committment to Christ, I began to realize how much better my life could be if I just made some good choices. So, when a friend came to me with a problem, I always tried to get them to see it that way, too.
Have you ever wanted to do something, but got frustrated because you were forced to wait?
Did you have a plan and, for one reason or another, had to put it on hold, or take a detour?
If you said yes, you aren’t alone.
I'm right there with you.