As I re-read the record of my journey along the Road to Jericho, I jotted down notes about the lessons I learned as I struggled to follow in the Good Samaritan’s footsteps. What an amazing journey this year has been! Yellow sticky papers with scribbled notes do not adequately reflect the change in my heart that has happened one decision at a time in this journey.
This last couple of weeks my normally sweet husband has been a bit of a bear. His job is demanding longer hours with one difficulty following on top of another. This means lots of tossing and turning at night; a little less patient than his usual saintliness (Honestly, I’m usually the family bear and he’s the calming one!); and a lot less time for us to really connect and talk as a couple.
This last week, we flew my son’s best friend Maria out for a visit. Since she was only in town a few days, we packed them full of activities!
Before I begin sharing about the incredible lesson I learned from living as the Good Samaritan this week, I need to share something about myself: If I receive criticism, directly or implied, I will usually hurt for days as I process through the pain of not being ‘good enough’. Each of us needs course corrections and guidance. I struggle with receiving such corrections, no matter how kindly given.
No One Can Help Everyone, But Everyone Can Help Someone
Social media causes narcissism.