Monthly Archives: September 2015

REJECTION, EXCLUSION AND BEING DEVALUED As a blind person since birth, I have experienced more than my share of rejection and exclusion mostly due to fear on the part of those who choose to reject or exclude me. I have been expected to do somewhere between disappearing or staying on the fringes of whatever is going on. I have wanted to be in the thick of things, but sometimes I am too shy to do so. I know some blind people, (my first husband included) who tend to be obnoxiously loud about things but I understand now that they, too, want to be included and not rejected and that is their way of accomplishing it. Sometimes it works; sometimes it backfires. Sometimes I feel sad that I allow timidity to let me miss out on full participation in activities with others. I accomplish much more by myself than some such persons would ever realize. But it can be lonely. (Too bad one of my cats isn’t a service cat and could accompany me everywhere so I would not be alone.) But now–you guessed it! I am *not alone!*. I have Jesus! Though I have, at times, rejected Him and certainly relegated Him to the fringes of my life, He chose not to reject me and to include me in a loving relationship. I need not fear that He will reject me or exclude me–ever. Jesus experienced the worst kind of rejection for us. He certainly understands how we feel when we are rejected, excluded and/or devalued. I am quite often not the person someone comes to for something, though I might be just the right one. It is assumed that I am not intelligent enough, or physically capable enough for this or that, which is often not the case. And Jesus is often the last one we come to, though He needs to be the first. He could easily be asking me “why didn’t you ask me? Why didn’t you come to me for help with that?” When I think about how much I have, in my lifetime, rejected Jesus, excluded Him from the everyday aspects of my life, and underestimated His willingness and ability to be of help, I feel sad. Sometimes He has to wait a long time for some of us to come to Him. In fact, in my case, I did not come to Him, He rescued me–He included me! He does not reject me. He does not exclude me. He values my thinking and doing as much as He does anyone else. I have been waiting and waiting for humans to “get it”, in fact, when I was young, I expected that by the time I grew up, humanity would “get it” about people with disabilities. not so. Just last week our chapter of the National Federation of the Blind met at my apartment clubhouse for our monthly meeting. My apartment manager was horrified to discover that we were all blind. She insisted that we have at least one sighted person with us, for safety reasons. She wanted the two guide dogs present not to be there because of fleas. She wanted to reject us, and exclude us, and underestimate our capabilities. Thankfully, with prayer and a few words from a blind attorney, this problem is now history. Jesus was there at this meeting. He knew how we felt. He knew how my manager felt in her abject fear of blindness. He helped us go right on with our meeting, food, laughter, and all. He gave me a kind of assurance that everything would be okay, that He was working on it. It could have been pretty scary and formidable to experience all of that without Jesus. I was so thankful He was there with us. Sometimes we reject ourselves, which certainly can interfere with our relationship with Jesus. We can even sabotage our own success; our own relationship with Jesus. He knows what is going on and will help us with these issues, especially when we–yep–ask Him to. I feel assured that in Heaven I will never be left out! I will never be considered as “less than”. I will be with Jesus just as wonderfully as the next dude. (or dudette). Because this is true for me, it can be true for you, too. In Jesus’ name.

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THE WRATH OF GOD Jesus has been gentle, quiet and kind to me since I was Born Again a year-and-a-half ago. However, I now know that the wrath of God is in Him, after reading some examples of this in the Bible. I just hope I don’t ever have to experience it. Just like my cats are soft, warm and purr every day, I know that they could rip me to shreds with their claws and teeth if they wanted to. I doubt that they will ever want to do that or actually injure me in such a way. I trust my cats because I love them and I know they love me. I also trust Jesus because I love Him; however, this has been a stumbling block for me due to childhood issues. My mom sometimes communicated with me kindly, but often she would strike out at me angrily sometimes without warning. I never knew when she would become angry–very angry. I had difficulty trusting her. I have had difficulty totally trusting Jesus, not understanding that He does not have that kind of anger issue. When He becomes angry, it is always with good reason. So I hope I never anger Him, but I might. I know it is highly probable that someone reading this post will have known dysfunctional communication or physical abuse from family members, friends or the general public. They, like me, might not realize that Jesus is not dysfunctional. He will not psychologically or physically abuse us. We can talk to Him about things that we would feel uneasy talking about to errant human beings, many of whom carry psychological and/or physical baggage with them. I pray for peace, kindness, love, hope and rest. Let us rejoice with Him in His boundless, eternal love! In Jesus’ name!

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ONLY CERTAIN THINGS Some people think that we can only ask Jesus certain things. Is it okay to ask for … wouldn’t it sound selfish, greedy, stupid, too much, embarrassing, something He wouldn’t have time for, … etc. So they don’t ask. He can handle any request we make. How He answers them is another matter. I’ve heard of instances in which someone asked for something very specific and it never materialized. However, this does not mean that He did not answer. A while after she had asked, a friend of mine realized that she had been given blessings that were far better than what she had originally requested. Remember–asking is only one way to communicate with God. You can tell Him how things are going, even though He already knows. You can even tell Him your opinion of how things are going. You can tell Him what you think about what so-and-so said/did. You can tell Him what cute thing your child or pet did recently. You can run a line of the poem you are writing by Him. … The examples are limitless. Talk to Him as if He were your best friend–for, indeed, He is! And then, remember to listen . What He has to say to us is infinitely more important than anything we could ever say to Him. We can learn about other possible opinions, solutions to certain problems, the location of items we are looking for, the right words to finish our poem, and on and on. Finally, in all cases, we need to remember to praise Him, honor Him, glorify Him and thank Him. This is important not only when things are going our way but even when you feel like you are in a black hole. Sometimes I communicate with Him in words, or through His Word, but quite often, it is through song. I often have a song we’ve sung on Sunday running through my mind during the week. I try to really think about the words, sometimes just one line of words I am wanting to incorporate into my prayers. Jesus often communicates with me without words too. It is like something in my life is arranged so that it comes out an unexpected, certain way–beyond what I could have ever thought of or hoped for. When I think there is no way out of this one, then things resolve anyway. And don’t just think to communicate with Him on Sundays, but all the time. Every day. I realize I am repeating myself again, but this is so important. I am sometimes guilty of letting my mind be strongly on earthly stuff and forgetting about Him. This is far too easy to do. It is far too important for us *not* to do that. =========== Interestingly enough, several hours after I wrote this piece the other evening, I came home feeling frustrated about several things that had really gone wrong for me during the week. I had put much time and effort only to be unsuccessful and very annoyed. It takes quite a lot for me to become impatient, but I was impatient last week. Imagine my surprise when 1, 2, 3, each frustrating issue was resolved to my satisfaction–not in exactly the ways I had envisioned, but better, and sooner! I was so excited! Jesus had been right there with me through the frustrating few days and He already knew that I would experience satisfactory results soon. I bet He was pleased to think about how pleased I would be! And I was! I wonder how He decides which things to resolve and which ones not to. God only knows! In Jesus’ name!

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