Walk away

I don’t like slivers. I have had many in my day. They seem to come when you don’t have time to get them out. They go deep. They fester and they hurt. So…. I have some choices and one of the choices it to avoid getting slivers all together. There are several ways to avoid getting slivers. Wear gloves, let other people do it or just avoid the wood or places you might get slivers.

It’s like life. I have found places and people that are slivers to my heart. A few I cannot avoid. I must be there. I must wear gloves and let others handle as much as possible. But there are times when simply avoiding and not picking up the wood is the best things for my heart. Psalms reminds me to guard my heart. Avoid where you know slivers exist. Sometimes that means people. Well meaning but people who hurt. Passive aggressive people, angry people, hurt people as people who don’t care they are hurting others. Leaders who have not the qualities of being a leader hurt more people than they seem to help. People who won’t admit they might have made a mistake, cut people’s hearts by not seeing the truth and admitting they could be wrong. We all give out slivers from time to time but we need to be people who love not porcupines who prickle. Sadly, sometimes it just has to be walking away is the best. One can handle only so many slivers in ones heart.

As I look out on the lake this morning I see the lily pads and the aquatic plants growing up where I pulled them out art year…. slivers in my lake even🤨….