A Plea

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There are times when some folks really get under my skin. Their comments make me feel like asking: ‘what planet are you living on?”

I’m personally weary of personal attacks. There are days when I simply want to pull the plug and ask myself: ‘why bother?’.

We are all hurting very deeply. We are all trying our best to find a way through this dark tunnel of grief and excruciating pain. Can’t we simply just be kind to one another? Can’t we simply just assume the best about one another?

We all have to deal with different degrees of anger when we have lost a child. We can allow that anger to consume us and make us bitter, or we can lay it all down at the foot of the Cross. We have no control over the fact that our child(ren) are no longer with us. We can’t control the anguish that fills our hearts because of it. The only thing we can control is how we choose to react or respond to all of it.

Every day is a struggle for all of us. Some days are better, some are horrid. Do we really need to add to another’s pain by criticizing their comments and posts? By accusing others of being judgmental simply because they shared their own thoughts and feelings on a matter?

I have been on line in these support groups for less than 10 mos. I have found some of the most healing and comforting supportive statements from other wounded healers who put their own pain aside to throw me a lifebuoy when I was drowning. However, there have been times when I have been struggling when someone I have never spoken to, pops in to hit me over the head with a hammer.

If a person has chosen to be bitter, they tend to lash out at others.
“See to it that no one falls short of the grace of God and that no bitter root grows up to cause trouble and defile many.” (Heb. 12:15)

Bitterness is a poison, and what’s really bad about it is that it not only poisons the bitter person, it also poisons everyone they come in contact with because their anger is often focused at the wrong people.

Hopefully, there are no trolls on this site. An internet troll is defined as: ‘In Internet slang, a troll is a person who sows discord on the Internet by starting arguments or upsetting people, by posting inflammatory, extraneous, or off-topic messages in an online community (such as a newsgroup, forum, chat room, or blog) with the intent of provoking readers into an emotional response or of otherwise disrupting normal, on-topic discussion, often for the troll’s amusement.’

We are hopefully all here to help one another, not to cause more wounding by attacking one another. I, for one, have had my fill of trolls.

A good ‘golden rule’: If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.

There is simply no good reason to personally attack another wounded person. It’s cruel, it’s abusive, it’s ugly and downright nasty.

That’s my rant for the day. (((HUGS)))   Jude Gibbs

Excerpt from: Gifts from the Ashes…

available at:

http://www.xulonpress.com/bookstore/bookdetail.php?PB_ISBN=9781498496728

https://www.amazon.com/Gifts-Ashes-Jude-Gibbs/dp/1498496725/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=1487342742&sr=8-1

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/gifts-from-the-ashes-jude-gibbs/1125792801?ean=9781498496728

http://www.deepershopping.com/item/jude-gibbs/gifts-from-the-ashes/7049689.html?utm_source=GoogleShopping&utm_medium=datafeed&utm_campaign=GoogleShopping&gclid=CJeoufav5dICFUokhgodV88NKA

Also, a Contributor on ‘The Mighty’: https://themighty.com/2017/03/the-pain-of-holidays-after-the-loss-of-loved-ones/

Please spread the word…TY!!!  (((HUGS)))

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