I posted yesterday that something had happened to open old wounds in my life, and I found that they are still festering a bit. In that post, I made a short list of some of the feelings that I experience when that wound is aggravated.
I mentioned how much I felt overlooked and neglected by the people I attend church with.
I failed to mention that there were good people reaching out to me and trying to do what they could to assist.
That’s one of the things that bothers me the most about having the wound reopened — I lose my ability to focus on the good that does and did exist, and I focus on things that fall short of my expectations. The hurt clouds my ability to think clearly.
I didn’t express that part very well yesterday.
So, to those who did reach out, who did try, and who still stick by me even though I go through periods like this, I want to make sure that I express my heartfelt thanks.