{it just} hurts

I am not one to hide my emotions. It always shows on my face and I end up laying it all out on the table. No guessing games. It is my blessing and my curse.

Not too often do I admit to having a tender-heart {yes, it can come out as a emotion}. When others are crying, I cry with them. When others hurt, I ache for them. I share their joys and their anger. So, I guess where my fault lies is to expect others to do the same for me.

But, it doesn't always happen that way. Now, I am used to being pushed away, betrayed and trampled on. And I have my fair share of warnings. This explains why I only have a couple of genuine friends. They are the ones I can confide in. But with everyone else, I lock my heart up with a key and guard it. I play it cool until I feel I can trust someone. Then, I open my heart very hesitantly {at first} and I spill my guts.

And just as quickly as I do, I get hurt all over again.

Why do we do this to ourselves? Even worse, why do we as Christians do this to each other? God knows I am JUST as guilty of this crime as the person who does me wrong. But, I DO NOT want to be that way. I want to LOVE on people. I want them to feel that they can come to me, confide in me, and spill their guts to me. I do not even want to hesitate for a moment to hug on someone or hold their hand or cry with them when they really need someone.

So, I leave us with this: If we are really the body of Christ, then please let your arms reach out, your hands heal, and your words teach.

love well always,

sarahjo