Hurting People

While it may be simplistic to say that hurting people-hurt other people, anyone who has ever attempted to help a hurt or wounded animal knows there is some truth in the statement. You may be the one trying to bring healing, but you can expect to be bitten or at least, shall we say, growled at in warning. A person who is feeling overwhelmed and hurting on the inside is more likely to lash out even toward those who are attempting to help them. They expect to be able to drive you away with their anger. If, within the bounds of safety, you are able to endure their anger you may be able to earn their trust as well. Herein lies the problem, when we feel we have done nothing to deserve the anger or abuse being heaped upon us, we also feel a desire to retaliate or defend ourselves. 

However, retaliation is not our responsibility. If we are following Christ, it is not our job to defend ourselves; it is His. Paul in writing to the Romans goes so far as to say NEVER avenge yourself. Romans 12:19(ESV)

19 Beloved, never avenge yourselves, but leave it to the wrath of God, for it is written, “Vengeance is mine, I will repay, says the Lord.”

And of course those most difficult words of Christ,

Matthew 5:39, But I say to you, Do not resist the one who is evil. But if anyone slaps you on the right cheek, turn to him the other also.

Oswald Chambers offers some insight,

The teaching of the Sermon on the Mount is not- Do your duty, but – Do what is not your duty. It is not your duty to go the second mile, to turn the other cheek, but Jesus says if we are His disciples, we shall always do these things. There will be no spirit of –“Oh, well, I cannot do anymore; I have been so misrepresented and misunderstood”. Every time I insist upon my rights, I hurt the Son of God; whereas I can prevent Jesus being hurt if I take the blow myself. That is the meaning of filling up that which is behind of the afflictions of Christ. [1]

Can we look at an angry person and see the hurt behind their expressions of frustration toward us?  Can we absorb their anger into the grace of God within us, and prevent it from traveling on to someone else? After all, if their hurt and anger were dumped on someone who was not able by the grace of God to take the blow; that person will probably pass on the hurt by hurting someone else.


[1] Chambers, Oswald. My utmost for His highest. Uhrichville: Barbour Publishing, 1963.

Longing for Home

Where is home?

In the cedar trees of my childhood

Pungent with laughter and pain

In a final resting place, planted

Where his ancestors have lain

Within the hard-tilled sowing

The field well watered with tears

Heart pieces with each child living

My treasure more parceled each year

This fragmented sense of belonging

Unsatisfied feeling of longing

Not settled, rooted, planted

No permanent sense of place

Just a stranger’s exiled wandering

Searching for the Father’s face

Two poems from my daughter’s perspective,

someplace with the feeling of home vaguely in the back of my mind…

that I can’t put a name to where

the collection of all the places where heaven has stung my heart with longing

it comes and goes like the pulling of my life strings

the smell of rain on pine

a swell of painful joy unexpected

a swaying slow melody

a verse I stumble upon and can’t think how I ever overlooked it

the feeling of being loved wonderfully but not remembering by who

the reminder that God is there

Oh Lord there is a fear and trembling in my heart

a untamable excitement racing in my soul

man is without words to start

how can this feeling be my own

oh love of a tract-less restless sea

cannot be expressed in words pen to tome

 oh the goodness of my God to me

so great an adventure to find my home

By Brenna Richardson ©2009 (She categorically denies the existence of capitalization and punctuation.)

“If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy; the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.” C.S. Lewis from Mere Christianity

“In speaking of this desire for our own far-off country, which we find in ourselves even now, I feel a certain shyness… These things—the beauty, the memory of our own past—are good images of what we really desire; but if they are mistaken for the thing itself, they turn into dumb idols, breaking the hearts of their worshippers. For they are not the thing itself; they are only the scent of a flower we have not found, the echo of a tune we have not heard, news from a country we have never yet visited.”              C.S Lewis from Weight of Glory

Rich Mullins used to sing, “If I weep let it be as a man who is longing for his home”.