Let me share with you a quick story:
"Hey Ate! Catch!"
"What? Catch what?" Suddenly seeing a white golf ball reeling into my face startled my reflexes and I did the obvious motion of ducking instead of making an effort to catch it.
*Painful-sounding crash*
Next thing we knew, the glass of one of the dining room windows fell into a fabulous million pieces. Great.
Now the next major moment we dreaded would be the time our Dad would face us with a stern and questioning face as to what exactly happened.
"It was his fault! He suddenly threw in that golf ball and I wasn't ready! And who ever throws a golf ball anyway? We have golf clubs and we hit them in the course, not indoors!"
"It was her fault! I was picking up the golf balls on the veranda floor and I wanted her to help me! It's not a difficult thing to catch a low-flying golf ball!"
At the end of the day, we both still said our own apologies (no choice) and our Dad got the blasted window fixed and we in turn learned from our mistake and saw less broken windows in the future.
See, sometimes when we get into an ugly rift, we blame other people, and sometimes we even blame ourselves (I am more guilty of this). Others even choose their "sides." But this fasting season God revealed to me that it does not matter who's wrong and who's right. For we don't know what is going on the other person's life, nor do we really know what is in their heart.
As long as you are holding on to Him, you're fine. No need to blame anyone, for it is not our job to judge other people. If you're mad and confused, let Him guide you and comfort you because He is Love and He is Truth. If anyone blames you, let them be, for you know your Father in Heaven knows your heart and He loves you no matter what.
In the situation that you find yourself in, let Him use you in that training ground.
Though He will correct you, He will fix up that broken window for you, and maybe even get you a brand new pane with that for that matter, and you won't need to do anything about it. And eventually, you'll forget that it was ever even broken in the first place.
Happy Prayer and Fasting! Hang in there people!
Love,
Ella
"For God is greater than our hearts, and He knows everything." -- 1 John 3:20b
About the story: My brother Paolo and I grew up really close to each other, being homeschooled and doing extra-curricular activities together. That story was about one of one of the usual brouhahas that would happen when we were kids. Mind you the dialogue and other details may be semi-fictional as I would obviously not be able to recall that far into the past, but this was just one of the usual. :)
