I saw a blind man cross the street today. I've seen such things before but today it struck me how brave you must become when you lose something most people take for granted. He stepped off the sidewalk at the crosswalk with boldness and walked with unhitched step to the other side.
This struck me today because someone I love has chosen to withhold their love from me. They are angry with me. In their eyes, I have treated them with disrespect.
People get offended for all sorts of reasons. That's not what this post is about. This also isn't about guilt or who's right or wrong. Ultimately it doesn't matter. The result, in my case, is a loss of relationship with someone important to me. With someone who's love most people take for granted.
Luckily, I've been praying about and for this person for some time. God, in His mercy and love, has shielded my heart from most of the hurt. I have several choices in how to act and respond. Leave them be to give them space, act the same as I always have, go out of my way to show love. All of these options have merit and downfalls. All of them can, and probably will be, misinterpreted. I can't change their heart or mind. I will leave that in God's hands. My job is to examine my own heart, test my motives and honor God...
and then step boldly into the crosswalk.