Confrontation has never been something I particularly liked…people pleasing has definitely been more of my “game” for as long as I can remember.
However, over the past 6 years or so, I’ve become a bit more direct. I can’t put my finger on it – perhaps it’s from living overseas when “sugar coating” never seemed to be a part of their culture…or maybe it’s just from finally growing up a little bit and realizing addressing a situation usually ends up a lot better off than beating around the bush.
I’m not a pro and I still give my fair share of “hints” – just ask Steve (wink)…but overall, I’d rather be uncomfortable for the moment than agonize over who meant what and what to do next about a situation that could have been avoided if I simply addressed it.
Even still, there’s one that I’m not too fond of confronting. She looks back at me when I glance in a mirror and I know all of her faults, insecurities, and sinful ways. Confrontation with her equals change and well, most of the time change is hard. I know when the time of confrontation is approaching, the Spirit is dealing with me and no matter how insignificant I may have thought something was…He begins to show me all of the ramifications of thoughts, actions, undone deeds.
Praying to be bold in confronting myself, recognizing the lies believed, and the sin that is un-confessed. Grateful to have a Savior that is bigger than all of it and has already said that everything is covered by His blood. Humbled to know that when the confrontation of self is happening that He has already claimed the victory.
This is Day 26 of the Write 31 Days Challenge.