Rejection

The bitter sting of rejection leaves us stunned and confused. Later, after we've awakened we contemplate the events leading up to and following the rejection. the pain and confusion remain. We were hurt and we forgave. We were betrayed and we forgave. We were discarded and we forgave... and yet... 

 REJECTION... 

ugly, shocking, unprovoked 

rejection.  

Pain and confusion fill our minds and our souls. Conversations and circumstances are replayed and over analyzed.  At best, it seems that the pain and confusion may dull into a numbness and a counterfeit contentedness... 

We can only hope that step after step we will move on... 

              bearing the invisible scar of rejection... 

                                                                                 Again.

 

We all fall. We all fail. We all make decisions that, at times, hurt those that we love. Sometimes we are the ones that are hurt.  Sometimes we soar and succeed and other times we find ourselves walking out of the fire blistered, feeling branded by the pain... happy for our mere survival. 


It is in those moments, after we realize we've made it out of the fire that we have a decision to make. As we look back over the time in the furnace... and we should look it over, it is healthy to look back and review... we can choose anger and bitterness for those who threw us in or we can choose to see the blessings that carried us through, the answered prayers, the friends who stepped up and proved true, and the seemingly coincidental happenings that lifted our chins allowing our eyes to peer at the Heavens to see the Savior who already paid for it all and not only never took His eyes off of us but never saw us as anything but his beloved. 

There is one who will never reject us. He promised to never leave us... and though I haven't always been able to feel or hear Him, I know as I look back over the ashes and charred remains in the furnace... 

I KNOW that He was, in fact, always there.