Sometimes people say mean things and try to cut you down to their level.
You can say, “No thank you.”
You can say, “Get lost.”
You can say, “Hey, you’re really being mean.”
But I think maybe a better thing to say is, “That doesn’t even rhyme.”
I was married before. Yes, you’re reading this from a divorced and remarried child of The One True King. Trust me. I KNOW. You just DON’T get divorced. When I was growing up there was no, “but if you do get a divorce then this is what to do…”
But I was.
I was and I could not fix it.
Do you know what? I now know a little about why God says He hates divorce. Boy, I do too!! I HATE it! It’s awful.
God used a guy I really didn’t care for at work to get me to “wake up and live” after divorce. He said, “Well what are you going to do now?” I said, “What do you mean, ‘What am I gonna do now?’ Now I die.” He said, “No. You just turn the page.”
Isn’t it JUST like God to use someone you’re not particularly fond of to teach you a lesson He wants to teach? What a sense of humor, right? That happens often, doesn’t it? Or maybe that’s just me.
[My oldest daughter has come home saying someone was not kind to her and it’s really not fun to be around that person. My response is usually something like, “Well looks like God may have her in your life for a reason. Maybe one of you is there to teach or learn something from the other.” (Not her favorite answer.) But she usually responds with something like, “I know… I was afraid of that.”]
Anyway back to divorce, I’m telling you about my divorce to let you know my life is not perfection and just because NOW I can work on helping other people more, my life has not been where I felt I could do much for anyone.
Gotta lay down our pride if we’re going to love on other people and help them through stuff. And we’re layin’ it all down.
My life is full of not wise choices. And if it was perfect then maybe nobody’d want to hear what I have to say anyway. I’ve found it’s not much fun to talk to someone who clearly can’t seem to understand the struggles I’m going through. They cannot know the pain I know so I don’t want to talk with them because they kind of just wouldn’t understand.
Anyway, there is a lot of ash God’s turning into beauty in each of us SO THAT we can help pick others up outta their trash and so on.
The thing is, God can and does use the ugly stuff in our lives to turn around and glorify Him. He takes our trash and makes it a ministry. I guess I have a trash ministry.
And I’m proud to say it.
“What do you do?”
“Glad you asked. I have a trash ministry.”
I’m pretty sure you may just have a trash ministry too.
It’s sad when some people react like, “DUDE! Don’t you ‘know better’ than to say that kinda stuff?!” My answer is, “DUDE, don’t you know YOU NEED to talk about that kinda stuff?!” You NOT talking about it COULD be stopping someone God has put in your path who needs healing, but because you are afraid to speak, you are not helping them. Your testimony, no matter how big or small you think it is, is the key to unlock someone else’s hell.