When I walk these streets people look at me or even stare for a while because I'm different. They rarely see foreigners. I don't like it when they do this.
I had just reminded the kids about classroom rules and after a minute they break them. They like to play too much that they don't focus on what we are learning. "Teacher can I play?" the kids asks and when you say no they look at you like someone who doesn't like them to be happy. This tests my patience.
She said "one hour" so after an hour I went back to go out with her but I don't see her. I went to some place first while waiting and see if she's ready when I come back. I head back seeing her playing badminton as if we never talked about going somewhere. I then find out that we had misunderstood each other. This is awful. I don't like keep changing of minds and misunderstandings neither.
There are so many reasons for me to hate anybody and so many things they do that makes me turn my head in disagreement. But the Father speaks to my heart saying "love them like Jesus". He reminds me "Child, I loved you though you did not deserve it. No one deserves to be loved but everybody needs love. Love the unlovable." I look at what they do or what they did and think again. The question of the girl stroke me "Stancy, do you hate him?" I had to pause and my Father says through me, "No, I don't hate him".
I reside "I have to love these people"; it doesn't matter who they are, what they did, or what they might do. I have to love them because He wants me to.
"If you love those who love you, what reward will you get? Are not even the tax collectors doing that? 47 And if you greet only your own people, what are you doing more than others? Do not even pagans do that?" -Matthew 5:46-47
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