Let Brotherly (Or Sisterly Love) Continue: An Explanation

Almost a year ago I pondered what my theme for my life and my blog should be for 2018.  I came up with No Regrets.   I always like to have a Bible verse or verses to go with it.  A quick internet search gave me: Hebrews 13:1 “Let brotherly love continue.”  It comes at the beginning of a passage that encourages believers to keep doing good things.

This verse has resonated with me all this year:  How do you continue loving people when they do unlovable actions? How do you love yourself when you don’t do lovable things? Last week I shared that a few difficult things hit me at once.  Doesn’t it always seem like that happens.  You are on the floor trying to catch your breath and get up and then Bam! You get hit again.  It takes your breath away.  Being bombarded with multiple trials will shake your faith to the core. My faith didn’t feel alive as it once did.  I started to ignore some important truths about my relationship with Jesus.  I took my eyes off Him and focused at other people.  I grew discontent with what I saw.  I disagreed with things I heard.  I started looking at these situations and people without much grace.   I looked at both with a measuring stick and found them lacking. Of course, I know people are not perfect.  We all know that truth, but we too often forget it.  Especially about other believers.

If that wasn’t enough, in the mix of all this, I discovered I have hypothyroidism.   I gained weight and sunk into a mild depression. I quit taking some of my medications and struggled to find the right one to correct the hypothyroidism.  I was physically tired and spiritually weary.  It felt right to take time off organized worship and simply rest.  There were new responsibilities with new schools.  New schedules and school cultures to learn.  Writing was set aside.  This fall I felt something stirring in my soul.  I am a writer.  Writers are meant to write.  This is how we express our emotions.  Creativity is a desire, and it is a need.  I met with a few professionals, did some homework and the rebirth of this blog is happening.   The details are still coming into focus.

Circling back to my explanation:  My faith felt stale.  I was cynical and suspicious of people’s motives.  This contributed to my misery.   What helped?  I listened to a few books on audio as I drove my children to school. I continued counseling with a professional that I trust.  At their urging I restarted medication and tweaked others.  I started the large process of decluttering my clutter.  I found a group online called Clutter Free Academy.  I got rid of things that I didn’t need or want.  That freed some space in my home, my mind and my soul.  Blessing others made me joyful again.  I am working hard on not examining people’s motives too closely. Eventually their motives become clear. It isn’t my job to know them.  If I didn’t see someone as who they say they are, then I am not a fool.  They were untruthful.

I am so incredibly thankful for this verse. It is hard to love unlovable people. (Sometimes we are the unlovable ones.)  A counselor I know says “Broken people to broken things to other broken people.”  I constantly remind myself of this because it allows me to forgive the hurt I endured.  It is not necessary to allow a person who hurt you immensely to remain in your life.  It is possible to forgive them but not allow them access to your life.

All of the above helped to restore me after a rocky season.  I am not completely there yet but I am working on it.

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