It Is Not My Right to be Rude
It is not my right to be rude to others. No matter how bad I feel or what mood I am in, I do NOT have a right to be rude and treat others badly.
This week has been tough for me in many ways. I have had terrible head-aches and back-aches. My nerves have been on edge and my blood pressure has been elevated. My joints have ached so much that sometimes it takes all my strength to walk across the room. During this week I have caught myself being mean and rude to others. I am pretty sure I have hurt the feelings of others many times. I did go back and apologize; but I am afraid that I have damaged others because of my actions.
I pray that God will forgive me for what I have done. Those who I apologized to told me that they forgive me and do not hold it against me. I do! I hold it against myself. I had no right to treat these people the way I did. I growled, griped, and raised my voice.
What did Jesus do when He felt bad, tired, worn out? He never did any of those things. When they persecuted Him, spit on Him, whipped Him and beat Him beyond recognition, Jesus never growled, griped or raised His voice. He spoke not a word. He silently prayed for all those who afflicted Him, including me.
Please say a little prayer for me. Pray that no matter how bad I feel, how tired I get, or how used I feel, that I will always treat others as Jesus would treat them.
Thank you for listening and for your prayer support.
Sincerely,
Linda Pearson
© 2005 Linda Pearson
This week has been tough for me in many ways. I have had terrible head-aches and back-aches. My nerves have been on edge and my blood pressure has been elevated. My joints have ached so much that sometimes it takes all my strength to walk across the room. During this week I have caught myself being mean and rude to others. I am pretty sure I have hurt the feelings of others many times. I did go back and apologize; but I am afraid that I have damaged others because of my actions.
I pray that God will forgive me for what I have done. Those who I apologized to told me that they forgive me and do not hold it against me. I do! I hold it against myself. I had no right to treat these people the way I did. I growled, griped, and raised my voice.
What did Jesus do when He felt bad, tired, worn out? He never did any of those things. When they persecuted Him, spit on Him, whipped Him and beat Him beyond recognition, Jesus never growled, griped or raised His voice. He spoke not a word. He silently prayed for all those who afflicted Him, including me.
Please say a little prayer for me. Pray that no matter how bad I feel, how tired I get, or how used I feel, that I will always treat others as Jesus would treat them.
Thank you for listening and for your prayer support.
Sincerely,
Linda Pearson
© 2005 Linda Pearson

