Knowing what to do.

A few months ago, I said a silent prayer to God. I told him what I wanted and what I was ready for and within a matter of days it all started to come together. Unknowing to me my mom was simultaneously praying the same thing.  Neither of us had told the other what we prayed until a few days ago. I was shocked. The fact that she prayed for same thing I did sent warm feelings all through my heart.  The very thing we prayed is currently happening. A few days go something happened that sent my blood on boil. I didn’t say much but a good friend knew something was wrong. I didn’t sleep at all that night and the next day I still was feeling upset. The issue bothered me. Somethings were brought to my attention and something that was said and done at an event. For the life of me I couldn’t wrap my head around why. Why was there a need to do certain things and even more why was there a need to say certain things. Nothing bothers me more than someone saying something I never said. People have a way of believing a person if they know someone is close to you and sometimes, they won’t even question what is being said because of who it comes from. For two days I had to listen to others tell me how they felt about a situation. It tore me apart because I never want anyone to feel the way that they did. Not knowing what to do I called a really good friend. I put my heart on the line and told them everything. I revealed things I didn’t even share with my best friend. I’ve learned that you have to know who to go to when certain things are going on in your life. It’s just like when something goes wrong and you need someone to pray for you. One thing you don’t do is tell someone who’s prayers don’t reach heaven. My friend and I talked and she had gone through the same thing I’m dealing with now. Automatically my mind wanted to do what I do best and that is distance myself from the individual and the whole situation. That’s my shield. She warned me not too but, in all honesty, I’ll probably do it anyway because I don’t want to say something that will be disrespectful. Even though logically it would make sense to do. As I sat at my desk the next day I began to talk to God. The common question amongst my friend was do I plan to talk to this person about the situation. Over and over I talked to God and this came to me. Each person was raised to know right from wrong. Many of us know when we are simply doing to much. We know when we are crossing the line and sometimes folks simply don’t care. As I continued to talk to God this kept coming to me a person who you know wants to change is willing to hear you out but a person who doesn’t you would be wasting your breath thinking they will change. That phrase alone provided me with my answer. I could sit this person down lay it all on the line tell them what they did and how it hurt me but in all honesty they wouldn’t change. When a person has their own agenda, no one matters but them. This brings back an issue from 11 years ago when I brought my house. I went through the process with only my mom knowing the full details and others were not aware of the situation until after I had moved in. There are positive things going on in my life now that I would love to share but I’m realizing that some people will not be happy about your progress. Especially if their life isn’t in the same direction or better than yours.