I noticed something the first time I posted a picture of me on Facebook with a head scarf, following the loss of my hair during chemo. People kept commenting and telling me I was beautiful.
While that made me feel a bit better about my appearance, I was also somewhat baffled.
Why?
Because out of all the times I would post pictures of me before, I might recall only one time being called beautiful.
And here I was getting comment, after comment, being told I was beautiful.
Now don't think I am upset at not being called beautiful before. Or want to be called that now.
Because truth be told, I get really uncomfortable and feel all awkward when receiving a compliment of any kind. And lately I wish I could go back to the day where I was barely seen, complimented and blended into the background.
But it has set me to thinking.
A lot of the time we don't compliment one another until something goes wrong, or someone feels down and out.
That is a good thing to do. We are commanded in Scripture to mourn with those that mourn, and to uplift them.
But we are also commanded to rejoice with those that rejoice.
Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn.
Romans 12:15
If we are obeying Scripture fully, we will compliment and uplift, and rejoice with those that are going through good times in life!Not wait until their world is crashing down around them.
We should use any moment or opportunity possible to build up our brothers and sisters in Christ.
Good times and bad.
And whether one member suffer, all the members suffer with it; or one member be honoured, all the members rejoice with it.
1 Corinthians 12:26
A lesson I am learning myself.
Have a wonderfully blessed day everyone! Thanks for stopping by!
Angel
Hi Angel!
ReplyDeleteI've been reading your wonderful blog for awhile, (I stumbled upon it while reading my dear friend Frannie's wonderful blog) and I just wanted to let you know that your words and pictures inspire, bring peace, teach, and make me smile! Thank you for sharing your life, you are such a strong person!
Amy