Why does it seem that we can never get along?

I know that our human nature is to always want whats best for me, myself, and I but at what cost?

Life can be challenging and very unfair. The easiest way to describe it somedays is that life sucks. Please don’t be offended by my current rant but we all have moments, days, weeks, even months and years that life itself seems to have chosen us as its personal punching bag.

I have had my fair share of sucky moments and I have had more than enough reasons to fight. Whether at work, home, or even in church there are always opportunities.

Rest assured that I am not writing about this just to complain.

There is a purpose!

Over the past couple weeks I have been accused of many things and even been given advice on actions I should take.

A friend said to me “The problem is that you are too noble.”

My daughter said “You need to fight for what’s yours.”

Another friend says “You’re too nice, that’s your problem.”

A family member is disappointed that I won’t retaliate when attacked.

Wow!!!

I do understand that we need to stand up for ourselves and at times that will require us to “fight”. I also agree that we shouldn’t enable ourselves to be taken advantage of, but when should we stand up and when should we not?

There is no simple answer to that question but I will try to ramble my way thru it and hopefully find reason somewhere along the way.

We have to decide what’s worth fighting for. Yesterday Crystal mentioned that they talked about liberals and conservatives in school. The discussion was quite easy as we drove home and the end result was that there are fundamentals that I believe in and those are some of the things I would fight for. My beliefs. Right is right and wrong is wrong!

If I am fighting for “things” it becomes apparent that I love things more than I love the person.

One of the saddest moments has to be when “things” start to take ownership of our lives.

Obviously I would not only fight for but die for the girls.

We must protect those placed in our lives not because they are ours, but because they have our love. Love has to be the undeniable reason we are fighting for anything.

If the greatest complaints people have of me are that I am too nice, too noble, or that I won’t fight for something I think I am teaching the girls the right lessons in life.

We need to let “love” be our master, let it own us.

Only love can show us when to stand up, when to speak, when to share, and when to turn the other cheek.