Crybaby
I had my emotional armor on all day yesterday. Once I finally went to sleep last night, I fell into the deep sleep of exhaustion. Emotional exhaustion drains you in ways that physical labor never could. I could sense my attitude. It was BAD… I was BA Lighari yesterday. My emotional armor protected me as well as kept a lid on any eruptions. Class always starts with a devotional. He picked a passage I’d memorized as a child. I was zoning out until he asked what scornful meant – what does it mean to sit in the seat of the scornful – who are those people you don’t want to be around… hmm, not sure I agree with his interpretation but I perked up when someone said – you don’t want to be around “crybabies.” It rankled me. I guess because I have shed so many tears and know that God collects my tears in His bottle. I guess because I know the value of tears. I was annoyed at the minimization of people whose pain causes them to...