Amongst my character flaws is a tendency to feel like I’m not being properly appreciated. This is yet another example of how Jesus’ life serves as a compass and a crutch in my moments of weakness. If I feel a pity party starting, I remind myself that there once was a Man who went around healing people and giving them incredible words of encouragement and wisdom. In return, the people He was trying to save tortured and murdered Him. Even His closest friends betrayed and abandoned Him, including Peter.
If that isn’t shocking enough, here’s the truly inconceivable thing: Knowing full well all of this would happen, Jesus went through with it anyway, and then forgave everyone while He was dying from the wounds they inflicted on Him.
So I pretty much need to suck it up and ask myself what the Lord wants me to do right now. I’m pretty sure the answer is NOT, “Reflect on all the things you don’t like about others.”