It's easy for me to think about how others wrong me. And mostly, or maybe just sometimes, my concerns are valid. Tonight I was talking to a friend and in retrospect when I recalled some of the things I said, I was embarrassed. Not to say that anything I said was horrible. It'd be acceptable by many people's standards. But I always hope that people treat me gently and I want to be the kind of woman who treats people gently too.
Often when I speak words that later in retrospect embarrass me, it's coming from an insecure place. I am saying such and such about so and so and it says more about me than it says about them.
Some weeks ago I was in church and the pastor talked about stealing and how we usually think of it in the sense of stealing money or something that belongs to someone else. He posed this question to the congregation: "But what about stealing someone's reputation?" If I wasn't paying attention, I started to pay attention then.
I want to love people in the way I hope to be loved. And even if people disappoint me, I still want to love them gently. Anything less doesn't seem worthy of the beauty every face brings.