During a prayer time today after a conflict with a friend and roommate, I got a response, which drew me to look at the Beatitudes:
4 Blessed are those who mourn—they will be comforted.
5 Blessed are the meek and gentle—they will inherit the earth.
6 Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness—they will be filled.
7 Blessed are the merciful—they will be shown mercy.
8 Blessed are those who are pure in heart—they will see God.
9 Blessed are the peacemakers—they will be called children of God.
10 Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness—the kingdom of heaven is theirs.
Sin is sin is sin is sin, right?
I think that`s the way it goes. No matter what, none of us are perfect.
It`s also said somewhere in Scripture that we`re called to carry each other`s baggage. Not all of it, since no one can do that, but we need to share each other`s baggage.
I have trouble with this. I talk to people, they talk to me, and a lot of the time at the end, I feel like I`m carrying a metric fuckton of someone else`s problems. I think it`s a boundary issue, since I share so much and I`m open in my own life.
So what does this mean? Do I behave like a machine, and partition my life into little boxes? I know I can`t carry this amount of stress in my life without exploding, something like this song.