“I really don’t like people.” The words stung and caught my attention, even as I laughed. The conversation was between myself and a person I had just met. It immediately brought judgment, but not possibly in the way you might think. It wasn’t the other person who was making the statement. It was me. I was the one who found myself admitting that out loud.
As I heard the words come from my mouth, I realized how sad it was that I truly felt that way. As I listened to myself, it was like God smacking me in the face and saying, “How can you serve my people if you don’t like them?” Pow!!
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