Rejection hurts; doesn't it?
For years, I limped around, wounded and swollen with stinger still penetrating while rejection continued to pump its venom into my veins.
- Old boyfriends.
- Words of others.
- Actions and nonactions of others
But God never intended for us to cart around suffering bodies while rejection’s well-crafted stinger continues pumping a steady stream of hurtful venom. That’s heavy.
God’s burden? It’s light.
Are you ready to walk with God? His easy yoke and light burden are a welcome walk versus the heavy dictates and lies of rejection.
Nodding yes or whispering a quiet, “That’s me?”