“Sticks and stones may break my bones…. but words will never hurt me”
So many times I have said that – and I wished it was true…
The truth is that words do hurt, and can leave scars worse than any broken bones.
I am thankful for the middle school students who made fun of me today, and for being made fun so much when I was growing up.
I realized about a year ago that much of the compassion and empathy I have to offer not only these girls I work with, but other women, comes from feeling so blasted, torn down, and rejected. Because I have never had any no social collateral to offer. I have always known who my true friends have been.
God has been gracious and has been rebuilding me, with humility.
What was meant for evil – God has turned into good, for His purpose, and His glory.
He is restoring the years the locusts have stolen.
