Last week I gave my testimony publicly for the first time EVER at a Woman's Recovery Centre and I discovered two things... First, is that my testimony is very long-winded and I really should have shortened it up;
and Second, some people can be mean in a subtle way, you don't even realize when they are dissing you until you think about it afterwards!
When I was giving my testimony, the supervisor of the ladies group said, "Preach It Sister" as I was reading a poem that I had written during my depression. After giving my testimony she said in front of everyone that my testimony was very God-based and that she has read the Bible cover to cover and that was precisely why she did NOT believe... okay... that was strange of her to say that to me...
then I thought about it...
When she said "Preach it Sister" while I read my very personal poem I thought 'wow, cool, she's touched by my poem'... then after her stating she was not a believer the thought crossed my mind...
wow, okay... she was actually dissing me and my beliefs instead of being touched by my poem.
That was really mean.
It bothered me for days after and I didn't really know why... maybe because I wasn't expecting that from the supervisor, from the ladies who were in a really tough spot in life sure, but the supervisor?
I guess I should be thankful because my testimony made her put her guard up and lash out at me, that must mean that Jesus is working through my testimony... why else would a complete stranger persecute me, right?
So now I am thinking about it in a positive way and thanking Jesus that I am worthy to be persecuted for His Name. It still hurts though.
I really hate how mean some people can be and I try to pray for those who are because they must be hurting if they feel the need to hurt others. Can't we all just get along? :)
Well, I pray that you are all having a wonderful week. Many hugs and blessings.









