Tuesday Trench Truth
Last week in my quiet time, looking for those moments that were
undeniably God, and also for those moments where I undeniably left him
out, a conversation came back to me that I had with a friend. My tone and
everything about my response repulsed me.
My tone of voice when responding to something she had said was sharp,
and incredibly defensive. A picture of a bull in a China cabinet came to my
vision followed by conviction that washed over me l bringing a clean and
correct vision of how I had come across.
I knew I had to apologize so I determined that I would the next day. On my
way to meet her, my pride reared up and the phrase “swallow your pride”
came too. And then I heard no, don’t swallow your pride and keep it inside;
spit it out! Well I did apologize to my friend. I owned it and genuinely said I
was sorry for the way I had responded, and we were able to move on like
nothing had happened.
If I had swallowed my pride and let it stay inside, I don’t know that an
apology would have been as quickly accomplished. But I spit it out of me
and didn’t let it stop me. Apologies can bring the sweetest of victories.