What does one do when they are unjustly accused? How does one react to being lied about, cut off from friends whom are like family? How does one address abuses in particular systems?
What does one do when they have a hole punched in them by someone they once looked up to and respected? What is the proper response?
These questions whirl through my head. I want to see justice done for myself and my family...for other injured parties--past, present, and very probably future (even near future). I want to see the party in the wrong defeated and taken down. But...even though I admit that I have said and probably will say things that are not loving (and the plain, unhappy truth can be stated without being vindictive)...I do not hate those who have injured myself, my family, and my dear, dear friends.
There seems to be a fine line between desiring justice and hate for the perpetrator of injustice. I am, as I have been, somewhat surprised that I do not feel vindictive or hateful against the someone(s) who have caused such hurt. Rather I grieve...and continue to pray God that I do not surrender to hate.
I love the system that has been abused. This situation does not shake my belief in that. It just serves to remind me that one must constantly be viligent because even the best of systems can be distorted, twisted, and used wrongly. Sinful men (myself included) can and will twist things--whether to give them more power or to make themselves look better. We all must fight that temptation.
As for me and my family--we will trust the Lord...and we will fight for justice...for ourselves and others. Oh, may God grant us all wisdom and righteous tongues!
What does one do when they have a hole punched in them by someone they once looked up to and respected? What is the proper response?
These questions whirl through my head. I want to see justice done for myself and my family...for other injured parties--past, present, and very probably future (even near future). I want to see the party in the wrong defeated and taken down. But...even though I admit that I have said and probably will say things that are not loving (and the plain, unhappy truth can be stated without being vindictive)...I do not hate those who have injured myself, my family, and my dear, dear friends.
There seems to be a fine line between desiring justice and hate for the perpetrator of injustice. I am, as I have been, somewhat surprised that I do not feel vindictive or hateful against the someone(s) who have caused such hurt. Rather I grieve...and continue to pray God that I do not surrender to hate.
I love the system that has been abused. This situation does not shake my belief in that. It just serves to remind me that one must constantly be viligent because even the best of systems can be distorted, twisted, and used wrongly. Sinful men (myself included) can and will twist things--whether to give them more power or to make themselves look better. We all must fight that temptation.
As for me and my family--we will trust the Lord...and we will fight for justice...for ourselves and others. Oh, may God grant us all wisdom and righteous tongues!
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