Monday, March 26, 2018

Musing on the Twin Towers



Sometimes I feel that we torture ourselves by what we allow into our heads.

But, there are times that even though whatever we are reading, watching, or otherwise contemplating is a valuable exercise in coming to terms with the difficult so that we can refine our thinking, our opinions or our reactions to events or circumstances in the future.

Let me explain by an example from tonight.

Julie and I watched a documentary type show on Amazon video. I believe that it was called, “The Falling Man.”

The program focused on the events of 9/11 and more specifically, the poor souls that chose to jump from the Twin Towers over burning to death instead.

The show centered itself around the pictures of one man who’s jump was captured by a photo journalist and subsequently published worldwide in many newspapers.

One interview was with a woman who was contacted via phone just after one of the towers was hit by a plane. The call came from her husband who was trapped along with several other people in a conference room.

I found it unbearable at one moment as this woman described the changing emotions she went through as she talked with her husband and suddenly realized that he was essentially calling to say goodbye.

When she lost it and began sobbing, I too was brought to tears.

This is a scar for her that will ultimately never fully heal here on Earth.

And, isn’t that the way of things?

Try as we might, in our human frailty, though we may find the pain softened somewhat over the years, it never fully disappears from our memory. And, often there are triggers that will bring that old pain boiling right back to the surface of our hearts and we live that pain again.

We can forgive, but often not forget. We can develop scars, but they can be reopened. We can choose to remember the good times, but sometimes the bad memories flood back in to temporarily overwhelm us.

But the point I am trying to make is this: Sometimes we must remember the bad, so that we can better appreciate the good.

Sometimes we must face the ugliness in history, both personal and corporate, so that we can rekindle the fire to somehow avoid making the same mistakes in the future.

To take the lessons of our history and view them at all angles is to avoid the insanity of doing the same things over and over again, expecting in all ridiculousness that they will turn out differently.
Isn’t this in all fairness why we should never revise history and its written record?!

This is why I love the Bible and the scriptures. God did not revise the history of the Jewish people as He gave it to those who wrote it down for us. All the good, bad and ugly is still there. The family tree of Jesus reveals that He had some pretty colorful characters in the lineup of His ancestors.

And yet, God used people, warts and all to further His purposes to save us from ourselves.

He loved us (loves us) right where we were (where we are) and saved us while we were still wallowing in our sin.

Had God revised history and swept the truth under history’s rug, then we would have no reason or understanding that God could take our broken lives and make something good out of them despite us and our failings.

So, in the end, I am thankful for God for not candy coating our spiritual legacy and past.

But the lesson I take in the here and now with our current human history, away from the Bible, is this:

We must preserve the truth of our past no matter how distasteful and ugly it may appear, so that we can understand the depths of our failures as well as the heroism of those who rose above their challenges at the time.

Just something to ponder.

Sincerely,

Mike Meehan
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Monday, February 19, 2018

Censored

Sometimes I just have to shake my head…

SMH…

You see, well, I’m a writer…

Or I aspire to be that is.

And, as an aspiring writer, I probably to more than my fair share of contemplating.

Also, I suffer from a malady that I can’t quite figure if anyone else has?

An over developed sense of justice and fair play.

Trust me, this is not a very good malady to have. Especially if you live in the real world where even our courts don’t really pursue justice…

No, really… I had a lawyer actually explain to me that it’s not about justice… It’s about winning!!

I didn’t need to have him explain this to me after watching the trial I was a part of once. From the juror’s box, I was disheartened to watch as a victim was further victimized and where the witnesses’ credibility was systematically destroyed.

We live in perilous times…

I have had more than one person say to me over the last few years that I should watch what I say. That I should just step away from controversy and from opining.

But, well… I just can’t… It’s just not me.

And, I think it’s disingenuous… false.

Yes, as I’ve gotten older, I have sometimes seen the wisdom in being silent.

After all, God gave us two eyes, two ears and only one mouth. So, well… we should listen and observe twice as much as we speak. I get it.

But, if the truth is not spoken and we sit in silence as many around us buy into myths, buy into lies and imitation logic, what is one to do.

The scriptures tell us not to throw pearls to swine and I believe we must sometimes cut our losses for sure, but when we feel the tug to put the truth out there, should we really keep silent?!

Even if the truth is put out there in love and genuine concern for others to at least ponder the truth for themselves?

I strongly believe that  silence in the face of untruth and evil in all of it’s guises and manifestations, that is one of the deepest forms of evil…

Silence kills…

If you see something, well, cliché or not, you should say something!

If the emperor has no clothes, somebody needs to point it out.

So, for those who would rather have me be silent…

I take responsibility for what leaves my lips… or my keyboard. I’m Ok with that.

And I’m Ok if someone schools me and I have to admit I’m wrong on occasion. It takes real courage to admit one is wrong and if someone points out an error in my thinking or beliefs, I’m alright with that once I’ve digested the evidence of my own errors.

We cannot progress together as a human race if we’re not open to admitting when we’re wrong, right?

So, as for me… I’ll keep writing and occasionally share my own thoughts and opinions. Outlawed or not.

I’ve said it before.

If the truth becomes illegal… well then, slap me in irons. I’d rather speak the truth and be imprisoned for it then to live in a prison of lies, illogic and ignorance…


It would seem to me that today, many people would rather live in their comfortable prisons… 

Thursday, February 15, 2018

Heavy

Dear Lord Jesus
My heart is weighed down
Can’t look away
For there is no “safe” town

Headlines scream for attention
Outcry rises above the spin
Same song, different verse
But still we fall to sin

We rant, and we rave
Make laws and pass bills
But hearts we can’t legislate
So still we swallow bitter pills

No solution comes to mind
And no relief is in sight
Some hide in their despair
No hope comes without light

Triggers and ammo
Carbon and steel
Inanimate objects
Just can’t feel

Who is really at fault?
Always blame to anoint
But it’s never that easy
Always another viewpoint

Try as we might
With longing we may strive
The solutions are elusive
Never seem to arrive

When our hope is in ruins
Each answer becomes a question mark
And each win turns to failure
How did the World become so dark?

Can the answers ever be found?
Or is destruction all that’s left?
Families divided and fighting
Of our civility we’re bereft

So hard to see the sun sometimes
But, out of the weeping comes a song
And out of the silence comes a whisper
Prayers seeking for the peace we all long

And, if we pray, there is someone listening
To repentant hearts His ear turns
So my prayers have changed
Raised up to our maker as the World burns

No longer praying for leaders alone
My heart cry is for a changed nation
For the lost and longing
For despair reborn to elation

So Dear Lord Jesus
May the heartbroken find peace
May their joy one day return
And may their tears one day cease

Wednesday, January 31, 2018

A Blue Blood Moon


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Monday, November 13, 2017

Of Integrity and What We Do When “Nobody” is Watching

I’ve been doing a whole lot of pondering lately… (a truly dangerous affair)

I’ve also been doing a whole lot of observing and people watching lately. And, yes this has included not a little of observing of my own behavior.

I won’t spend a lot of time beating around the bush like I sometimes do. Not this time.

What I’ve been paying especial attention to lately is this:

Rule following or rule breaking. Obedience to laws or disobedience to laws. Observance of good social behavior or ignoring good social behavior.

What I’ve come down to is this. And, this is a general observation of where I see our culture (at least here in the Western U.S.) going right now.

I feel from my observations that we simply don’t have the capacity almost at all to avoid rule breaking. We operate in a very self-serving way that says the rules don’t apply to me. They only apply to everyone else.

Let me explain what I mean. Hopefully in a simple manner

Please let me preface this by saying too, that I am speaking primarily to those of us who call ourselves followers of Christ.

Let’s look at a scenario.

You’re driving down a neighborhood street and a sign tells you that the speed limit is 25 miles per hour.

You pull out of your driveway and turn into the lane outside your cul-de-sac. As you head up the street, you catch up to a guy that in your opinion is driving way too slow. (He’s following the neighborhood limit of 25 mph.) You grip the wheel tighter and feel your impatience rising in your reddening face. You blurt out a few choice names for the guy.

You hit the main road outside your tract and whip by the sign stating 45 mph with a grin, thinking that speed is surely too slow for this road and especially under these perfect driving conditions. You chuckle at the “losers” that you pass for being such pansies and wonder how they could drive like such grannies.

Feeling familiar in the least?

How about this scenario.

You are at a local store and you’ve “happily” parted with your hard-earned cash in exchange for a precious few groceries and supplies for the week. You go through the checkout line and wish the person at the register a great evening. As you unload your haul into your car, you pull out from the bottom rack of your cart a few things that you now realize that the clerk absentmindedly neglected to ring you up for when you were in the checkout line.

You tell yourself: “Oh well, they always seem to mark the items I buy up regularly. I’m a good customer and I spend a lot of my paychecks at this place. They owe me. They won’t miss it. It’s like a bonus.”

Let’s face it. Even if my scenarios don’t seem completely familiar, I’m sure you can think of moments where you’ve been in similar circumstances.

My question is this:

As Christians. As followers of Christ. Is it important that we live lives of integrity and righteousness at every moment? In every circumstance? When nobody seems to be watching?

Are there times where bending the rules is Ok? Are there times where because of Christ’s once and for all sacrifice for our sins, we can let our behavior slide?

Now these questions may seem really easy and pedestrian for you and I to answer. I get it.

But, I have to ask you (and I). If the answer is: “Of course.” We must always be on our guard and we must always seek to be the best version of the person that God has commanded us to be.

If the previous statement is true, then why is it that we so often excuse ourselves to disobey even the simplest of rules… i.e. – following traffic laws… being honest and trustworthy… etc.?

You see, the Bible tells us that God allows certain people (rulers, law enforcement officers, bosses) to rule over us. They are His agents (willing or unwilling) in providing us with some sort of order and laws that are supposed to govern and direct our behaviors.

So here is one of many questions that I have been pondering recently. I hope that you may ponder it too.

If we are given a law or a rule that in our following it, we are not sinning against God by obeying it, then why is it that we justify our not obeying it?

You see, I believe that many of us have bought into the World’s philosophy that “rules are meant to be broken” “rules…, well they’re actually more of guidelines” “rules are for the rest of them, not me”

We have taken on this rebelliousness as if it is some badge of honor.

I have to ask you (and I). How do we justify this when we consider that when Jesus would heal someone, He is often heard telling them, “Go and sin no more.”

Are we not called to personal holiness? Are we not supposed to take up our crosses daily and follow Him into the World?

How can others see Christ in us when they cannot see past what is often our obvious reflection of the World’s values and ways?

What is the difference between us and the World when we often act just like everyone else?

What transformations in our lives can we point to that separate us from the World and its temptations and pitfalls?

Listen, I have not written this to toot my own horn about my own holiness. I often find myself at war with the sinful man that still dwells in this body. I understand the temptations and pitfalls that this World places in our way daily to stumble us and prevent us from shining a light into a dark World.

I believe that we must demonstrate through how we live our lives both publicly and privately how Christ can transform our lives from lost and selfish     to people with direction and selflessness. Serving others so that they can clearly see God’s love and transformative power.

Some of this at least, can show others what it means to be in the World, but not of it.

I hope this encourages you to just do a little introspection and self-examination. I believe that in order for us to grow into the people that Christ has us in mind to be, we must be willing to admit our faults and let God guide us into empowerment through meaningful change.

Have a blessed week!

Mike <><     

Thursday, November 2, 2017

It wasn't scary... until I looked closer!





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Saturday, September 30, 2017

America, Are these Your Last Days?

I stepped out of our home today.

Out into a gorgeous sunny Southern California Fall day. And, as I often do, I stood in the shade and let the ocean breeze that floats up the Santa Ana River valley caress my face.

I noted a neighbor as he strolled out to his mailbox and I let out a friendly, “Hello!”

We chatted for a bit and as always I enjoyed our conversation.

However, as often happens in these last few years, the conversation went on and the pleasantries faded.

The conversation began to take on the same dark tones that seem to overwhelm social media and the so called “news organizations” websites and channels.

This wonderful man. A fellow American. A teacher of our local children was/is struggling.

Like so many of us he struggles with an America that he virtually does not recognize anymore.

We live in a dark day where truth is no longer the most important thing to many people. We live in a day where those who seek to teach our children seem bent on “revising our history” to fit whatever their current agenda is.

This revising of history is what my focus here in this piece is really about, and as always too, my focus is on the right (at least in this country currently) to free speech.

First, let’s unpack revisionist history.

That in and of itself is absolutely an oxymoron. There is no such thing as revisionist history. History is a closed book. The facts are the facts. The events happened.

As we have seen in fantasy stories about altering the past events in time, we can see the danger if we look carefully enough in revising our own real history now.

Something with great value will be and is being lost.

History just as failure is one of life’s greatest teachers.

If you look at the microcosm of American History since just it’s European colonization, there have been many wonderful things that occurred as well as many tragedies, atrocities, and painful periods too.

What I’m getting at is this. You cannot just sweep history away. The good and the bad must be viewed together in order to make a correct assessment or judgement to form opinions.

We do an incredible disservice to our children, grand-children, and future generations by avoiding real talk about the things that happened here.
The things that happened in our country have left indelible marks on all of us and they have long term consequences and effects that ripple into the future to create change.

In order for a society to grow and get better, it must be able to factually look back on its past and make correct judgements only if the facts are all on the table. When we remove a few of the facts it risks a total misread on what really happened and how future generations will make decisions when placed into similar circumstances.

America stands in one of the most impactful and dangerous places that it has ever been.

By remaining divided, as has been shown over and over again in human history, we will surely fall. And when we fall, so will the American dream. So will fall the dreams of millions who have flocked here over the generations looking for hope and opportunity.

So I ask those who read this just this one thing.

Please. Never allow anyone to alter your opinions without providing you solid evidence for you to take on their worldview. You must research things for yourself. And research them thoroughly. You owe it to yourself. You owe it to your children and generations to come.

If we do not correctly view the lessons of history, then once again, Rome will burn!

I am deadly serious as I write this.

Now, on to my second topic.

Free Speech.

It is dying in this country. And, quickly. Soon many of us who espouse free speech will be more than just vilified and bad mouthed.

Soon, we will be sued. Soon we will be silenced by those who seek through the “laws” that they put in place, to have us thrown behind lock and key. Soon, we will be portrayed as those who need to be killed in order to rid our society of the poison that we try and pour into those who will listen.

You may scoff.

But, it’s already happening. Just watch carefully what occurs on any college campus that attempts to have a conservative speaker come to monologue before any that are willing to listen.

We must bring back tolerance to America. We must destroy the edifice that has become what we know as “political correctness.”

Political correctness is a terrible lie. It is the epitome of intellectual dishonesty!

Our constitution has guaranteed us the right to free speech. Over and over I have said this.

It doesn’t matter how hateful it is. It doesn’t matter how much you disagree with it. If we attempt to regulate people’s ability to freely share what’s on their mind, where will it all stop?!

A growing and strengthening society must allow open and honest dialog to occur in order for real, well thought out, solutions to be forged.

Our poor nation has been through a lot over the years. None of us if honest, can ever say we have always done things right. To do so is to overlook the lessons of history.

History has its lessons to teach us. We must be willing to bear witness to the good and the bad. We must be willing to talk through the ugliness and reach the other side of the badlands that we are travelling in right now. We must be willing to celebrate the beautiful things we have accomplished and brought to the world too. History forgotten brings a nation great peril.

Compassion and understanding need to be where we live now. Only brotherly love can help us to forgive the misunderstandings and set us on the paths of healing for our great nation.

I truly believe that America can be great again, but it must come under the umbrella of unity, peace, and regained national pride.

I for one am going to be praying that we can cross the lines that divide us and seek God’s wisdom for guidance to move into a brighter future.

If we are not willing to do this as a nation, then I believe we are living in the last days of America.


Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Are You Afraid to Walk into the Storm?

I won’t bore you with all the intimate details of the challenges of the last two weeks in my immediate family.

However, I will tell you that like so many who may be reading this blog piece, we all face tough times at some point. In the short length of the average human lifespan, we will each face our share of life’s troubles.

No one is ever truly immune.

Even if you feel that you have lived some form of charmed or blessed life with very few bumps in the road, you will face at least this one huge elephant in the room…

Your own mortality.

I use this phrase a lot in my life, at least as an adult.

“Life is terminal.”

We cannot avoid this one pure and absolute fact. We will one day face our own death.

Time marches on and as much as we want to preserve our own lives or the lives of our loved ones, there is no scientific breakthrough at this point in human history that will preserve your life forever.

It simply does not exist.

No matter how much you rage against the machine, you… and I… will one day breathe our last breath.

All of that said, I ask you this:

With our lives being so fragile. With them being relatively short when viewed across history. Are you living your life to the fullest? Are you facing your fears? Are you loving those you care about like they won’t be here tomorrow? Like you might not wake up tomorrow morning?

I can honestly say that for me, I would have to answer the previous questions with an overwhelming, “No.”

What would you say? In regard to your own thoughts on this?

Life is so very short.

Don’t take any of it… or the people you care about, for granted.

I know that there are sometimes huge storms in your life. If not now, they may be just over life’s horizon.

Trust me. They will appear.
They may not last forever, but they are inevitable.

Prepare yourself.

Open your heart and be ready to love. Sometimes that has to be way more than just what you say, it must be in what you do.

In the Bible, it is said that “faith without works is dead.”

It also says that we, show our faith by the things that we do. Our actions.

So, this little post goes out to you early on this Wednesday morning. It goes out filled with hope for you.

Live out your love and faith today. Do it by demonstrating it. Even the smallest seed can grow into a tree (so the Bible says again).

Our world is filled with storms these days. Both literally and figuratively.

They’re unavoidable but we don’t have to be afraid. Our leaps of faith and demonstrations of love, can be like small stones cast into a pond where the ripples go out to touch every inch of the shores that surround it.

Life’s storms will rage, but our love can conquer and heal the damage that is left in the storm’s aftermath.

If you long for healing. If you long to be an agent of change, you must come at some point to a realization that it will never come for you until you make the decision to bravely step out into life’s storms and face into the wind and rain.

If you feel you lack the strength to overcome your fears, I know someone who can help you.

His name is Jesus Christ. Ask him to give you the faith, the strength, the words and the bravery to face your storms and He will not fail you.

Seize the day!

In Christ,


Mike <>< 

Saturday, September 9, 2017

End Times? Maybe?

As I write this, hurricane Irma is bearing down on the Florida coast.

As I write this many vicious fires burn all across the Northwest part of America.

As I write this, thousands grieve over the many lost to a great earthquake in Mexico yesterday.

So too, a great many are trying to pick up the pieces of their devastated lives in the aftermath of hurricane Harvey.

And, as I ponder the burdens for those hurting souls across our globe, personal burdens included, I hear echoing in my head the words of several people over the last few days… “I think that we must be in the “end times”.”

For those of you are not familiar with Biblical prophecy, etc., this may only make some sense.

Anything I write here on this subject is either somewhat hypothetical or at very least an amateur attempt to discuss end times philosophies or beliefs. And, really, in the end I have no desire to win you over if you’re skeptical, atheist, or any form of unbeliever.

Faith is not something that I can give you after all.

Only God can light that spark in your soul.

And, only you can exercise faith. It belongs exclusively to you and nobody can gift it to you.

Let me throw just the tiniest bit of context at you so that you can process what I’m leading you towards.

I firmly believe the Bible. I firmly believe in God (the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob), you know, the God of the Jews. I believe in God’s one and only son, Jesus Christ of Nazareth.

I believe that Jesus, though He was/ and is fully God, came to Earth as a man, lived among us, experienced all that we experience, told us of God’s great love for His lost creation (humankind), and ultimately bore the burden of all our sins (mine included) on a Roman cross 2,000 years ago, died on that cross, more importantly: rose again from the dead on the third day, and ascended to heaven to rule at God’s right hand.

And, I know that one day, Jesus is coming back down to Earth, riding on the clouds, scooping up His bride, the Church taken up to be with Him in heaven.

He is also going to bring judgement to all humankind, both those alive at the time of His return and all of those who have died before, all of the way back to the beginning of our race.

That said. Are we living in the end of days? Maybe… probably.

But.

What is so very important now, is that we do not lose our perspective.

We are only responsible. Ultimately. For our own actions and reactions to what circumstances surround us.

Are the hurricanes, fires, earthquakes, floods, etc. God’s judgement on us? Maybe… but let’s think this out. Even if this is God’s judgement, what is the most important thing in the midst of this?

How we react, how we act, how we respond to these crisis’s is all important.

Praying is certainly a good start. But, then we must act.

We live in a world that is brutally affected by the sins of us all. The world at large is impacted by the burden of ages old sins that cause even nature to groan under its burden.  

What I’m getting at is this: React how you will, but understand that God may be allowing the natural order of things to take their course so that we can be refined by the fires of great trials and come out as pure gold on the other side.

Many of us are praying for a great spiritual awakening, a healing of all of that divides us in this country, for forgiveness and reconciliation in powerful and long-lasting ways that binds our hearts with those that we currently don’t see eye to eye with.

Has any of us thought that these disasters might in and of themselves, be answers to our prayers?!

Maybe these trials have come now, so that we can be drawn together, fight for survival together, bind each other’s wounds together, pray for each other together, and live once again as brothers and sisters with vast differences, but a common Savior.

Let’s continue to do all we can to be a part of what is good and of Godly character in these troubled times. Let’s be the solution, not the stumbling block. Let’s love others as Christ first loved us. Let’s be Jesus hands and feet as we live out each day in these troubled times.

Praying in all sincerity for the millions of lives in Irma’s path tonight.

May God protect and keep you through the night and into a new day, full of hope and promise for the future. May we be unified by God’s love and grace.

Sincerely,


Mike Meehan <><

Tuesday, August 29, 2017

Facing the Day

There are those of us, both in and out of the church. Those of us who suffer in silence. We bear the burdens of anxiety, depression and hidden pain. This morning, I want you to understand... you're not alone, and in the end there is hope. Allow Christ to breath into your heart this morning, His song of love and redemption. He died for all of us, but not all of us accept His gift. If you haven't accepted His gift of redemption and the hope of an eternal future, maybe today is the day for new beginnings. Just ask Him to come in and walk each day alongside you. He accepts us right where we are, and just in the condition He finds us. Better still though, is that He doesn't leave us in the condition He finds us. He begins a new work in our hearts right away. He breathes into us the flame of hope again. He bears our burdens... if we'll just let Him. The things that weigh on our hearts and can rob us of our hope... well, we can place them in His hands and leave them with Him conquer them. Hope is found in Christ alone and when we trust that He's got this, then despite the anxiety, the depression, and the worries, we can go into each day knowing that He will always stand right beside us to hold our hands and face any storm together. You see, He has already told us the end of the story. Despite any troubles here while we're on Earth, in Him our eternity is secure. So, with Him, let's boldly face this day and each day hereafter knowing that we are secure in Christ!
Seize the day!
- Mike <><

Friday, August 4, 2017

Suffering & Redemption

If you could glimpse into my heart
If you could gaze into my soul
You’d grasp the truth of me
Understand sufferings’ role

You’d know that which I need
Not for you to dry my tears
But for your friendship
To endure throughout the years

To walk with me when I stumble
To sit with me when I weep
To hold my hand in silence
When the midnight watches I keep

It seems too much to ask
I fear it’s too much to bear
But this is the road I walk on
With a mind bent on despair

This smile hides its secrets
These eyes my heart’s cry
I understand your fear
Why you easily pass me by

For many it’s far too easy
Voicing their flippant two cents
Their talk show solutions
For my life long laments

Never really understood
My lack of contentment or peace
But I know I have a Savior
Whose mercies never cease

So, when this heart is empty
My dry bones crying for the rain
I remember to get on my knees
And enter His presence again

For my Savior knows my heart
It was He that fanned this flame
Set my heart ablaze for His kingdom
So that I’d never be the same

And if you hear this message
Truly listen to what I say
Then when your heart hurts too
At the cross your burdens lay

For its there in the cross’s shadow
We can let our burdens fall
No longer captive to the enemies lies
Redeemed we can now stand tall

Saturday, July 29, 2017

Letting Go

Something happened this week. Something that came out of nowhere… unexpected.

And, truthfully, I was caught unaware. So, also truthfully, it hurt. Really hurt.

You see, I am what some in my life refer to as “tender hearted.” That’s not me singing my own praises. Trust me. In many cases, it’s a weakness.

This is a warning to you, if you actually have a heart. In case you haven’t figured it out by now, they can be broken.

Now, as always, let me get you started down the right path as to what my point is in this piece.

Sometimes you just have to let something go. Or someone. In this case I’ll at least clue you in that it was (is) a someone.

I’m not sure if you can relate, but in our lives people often come in and they also go out from our sphere of influence. We enter in to each other’s lives by chance or by design (you be the judge) and we are influenced or we are also the influencer.

But in either case, our lives are changed by human contact and interaction.

This person was once someone who I called friend and if I may be so bold, we influenced each other. For a time, I believe that that interaction was mutually beneficial and left indelible marks on each of us. I can only speak for myself in saying that I have some really good memories from those days gone by.

As happens to many of us, maybe even all of us throughout our lives, these relationships can grow for a time and then fade. That’s life. That’s reality.

Time and circumstances just do that. We flow into and out of each other’s lives and that’s Ok.

So long as most of our interactions have been good, we can experience those feelings briefly again for a time when we cross each other’s paths by chance. We “take up where we left off.”

That’s what we hope for at least. And, often that is what happens. We meet again and we reminisce. Swap stories and recollections of days gone by.

Good days.

But time can also be cruel. And because we are beings that have been given a great and terrible gift, we can also make some pretty bad choices. Some of these decisions can hurt us directly and some can drag others down into the mud with us.

I pity those who make choices that hurt themselves. I pity those who do so even more when they’re unaware that they are leaving a wake of damage behind them that inevitably causes others pain and heartache. I pity those who are so blind that they lash out from their own pain and lostness to deliberately harm others.

My point is, that where we are left with no way to breach the divide and bring healing, we must sometimes make one of the simplest and yet emotionally challenging decisions in our lives.

We must let go.

Yes, let go.

We are after all, individuals after all. And, we are ultimately only responsible for our own thoughts and actions.

We cannot let another speak lies into our conscious and unconscious selves. We must not give them credibility by dwelling on them.

We must learn to let the lies and false judgments of others roll off our hearts like raindrops from leaves. We must look within and look in the mirror and affirm the truths that we know about ourselves.

Now, if you are a follower of Christ, you can also take comfort in clinging to His promises regarding His adopted children.

He promises that He will never leave nor forsake us

He promises that He will not leave us to be tempted beyond what we are able to withstand, but will provide us with an escape.

He promises us that He loved us while we were in our sinful state.

Why do I bring up that last one you might ask?

A simple reason. I know that every story involving two people always has two sides. Two perspectives.

And, though we may often think we are in the right, it is certainly possible that we can feel that way and yet be absolutely wrong. That is just a part of human nature.

So, comes the end of this little monologue.

Though I can accept that there is a little room for me to be wrong in this situation, I have to (in this case) respectfully hold to my decision to cut this person out of my life for the time being.

They spoke lies into my life and spoke them out of some known, and some unknown places of pain from their own soul. And, I will not take on those lies as even holding a shred of truth.

You see, we must have the strength to accept just criticism of ourselves and then make adjustments to how we live and act to become a better version of ourselves. But, when words are spoken not out of love or respect or a desire to help someone, then they lose their credibility and must be discarded.

I am discarding the things that were said.

I am praying that you, my readers, will do the same.

Take on the valid criticisms of others and humbly make the necessary changes to become a better you, but when someone is dead wrong about you:  Just Let it go.