Insults.
Heard something on the radio on the way home today, about how you should get supportive friends if you want to be able to handle stress of everyday life and live happily. Not that there's much of a link, but that struck a thought in me.
Through the course of events in this year so far, I realise I'm constantly the one who's being blamed for things. Of course there are some things which are my fault, I can't possibly be perfect. But there are so many other times where I've been trying to do my best, and yet when other people make mistakes, I get blamed for it. And when I commit so much effort into something, I don't really get credit (not that I'm complaining); instead someone else gets praised. Well maybe it's my responsiblity, but I'm not a machine, I'm not a robot, I can't take all this stress and burden without feeling anything. It's painful, tiring, and I feel so horrible everytime I get blamed for something I did not do, a mistake that I did not make. Let me list two of the many past examples, maybe they'll be familiar to some:
#1 When explaining something to a person of authority, one explains the situation very clearly, according to what one was told by another person of authority. One conveys the message to the other very clearly, without any mistakes or misunderstandings. Another then intervenes and explains the situation in a totally different way. Then one gets scolded so severely for explaining wrongly, when one has actually conveyed the message properly, and the other was actually wrong....guess which one of those two I am.
#2 One commits so much to an activity, pushing others to do better, motivating others, drilling them over and over until one is much more tired than them. Finally progress is made, and one feels satisfaction after working so hard for them. The progress made is so good, but when displayed to another, the other doesn't appreciate one's efforts, instead just glares at oneself mostly, and praises another who had not been contributing much, giving inadequate comments, complaining all the way.Need I say anything?
I'm not complaining about this. I'm doing this because I want to; it's my passion, and I enjoy the process. I just want to say how stressful it is, and how I cannot always be standing so proudly on my two feet; I'm bending over, weighed down by the burdens. It is my responsibility, and I will willingly take this, of course, but I guess my point here is just that: it isn't easy.
Everytime I feel like this, I remember that there is always that one person who will have suffered much more, much worse than me: Jesus Christ. He was persecuted for sharing the good news, for offering the people a new life, a better life, an eternal life with God. He was spat at, tortured, whipped, stabbed, forced to carry his own cross and crucified, when in fact people should have been worshipping him for healing their sick, giving them a chance to repent and live eternally with Him. Jesus knows how I feel right now, and He is by my side. That's all the comfort I need.
VOTD:"For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord." - Romans 6:23
Insults.
Heard something on the radio on the way home today, about how you should get supportive friends if you want to be able to handle stress of everyday life and live happily. Not that there's much of a link, but that struck a thought in me.
Through the course of events in this year so far, I realise I'm constantly the one who's being blamed for things. Of course there are some things which are my fault, I can't possibly be perfect. But there are so many other times where I've been trying to do my best, and yet when other people make mistakes, I get blamed for it. And when I commit so much effort into something, I don't really get credit (not that I'm complaining); instead someone else gets praised. Well maybe it's my responsiblity, but I'm not a machine, I'm not a robot, I can't take all this stress and burden without feeling anything. It's painful, tiring, and I feel so horrible everytime I get blamed for something I did not do, a mistake that I did not make. Let me list two of the many past examples, maybe they'll be familiar to some:
#1 When explaining something to a person of authority, one explains the situation very clearly, according to what one was told by another person of authority. One conveys the message to the other very clearly, without any mistakes or misunderstandings. Another then intervenes and explains the situation in a totally different way. Then one gets scolded so severely for explaining wrongly, when one has actually conveyed the message properly, and the other was actually wrong....guess which one of those two I am.
#2 One commits so much to an activity, pushing others to do better, motivating others, drilling them over and over until one is much more tired than them. Finally progress is made, and one feels satisfaction after working so hard for them. The progress made is so good, but when displayed to another, the other doesn't appreciate one's efforts, instead just glares at oneself mostly, and praises another who had not been contributing much, giving inadequate comments, complaining all the way.Need I say anything?
I'm not complaining about this. I'm doing this because I want to; it's my passion, and I enjoy the process. I just want to say how stressful it is, and how I cannot always be standing so proudly on my two feet; I'm bending over, weighed down by the burdens. It is my responsibility, and I will willingly take this, of course, but I guess my point here is just that: it isn't easy.
Everytime I feel like this, I remember that there is always that one person who will have suffered much more, much worse than me: Jesus Christ. He was persecuted for sharing the good news, for offering the people a new life, a better life, an eternal life with God. He was spat at, tortured, whipped, stabbed, forced to carry his own cross and crucified, when in fact people should have been worshipping him for healing their sick, giving them a chance to repent and live eternally with Him. Jesus knows how I feel right now, and He is by my side. That's all the comfort I need.
VOTD:"For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord." - Romans 6:23
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Heard something on the radio on the way home today, about how you should get supportive friends if you want to be able to handle stress of everyday life and live happily. Not that there's much of a link, but that struck a thought in me.