At breakfast this morning, I had to be wrapped up in a blanket on my little deck. It was raining again, and not just the gentle rain of the last few days. The wind was blowing it well into the little patio with occasional bursts.
I stayed out there long enough to finish the sketch that I started, then retreated to the warm interior and my computer.
I love my peaceful patio. Just me and my thoughts. No push back from anyone. But when I go out into the community, I feel isolated, unwanted, unless I say all the right things, you know "political correctness". I feel as if people don't want to hear me speak, unless I agree with them.
This is one thing that I am grappling with during my time away--how do I handle those who despise me? How do I respond?
We should like, even love our neighbors, our countrymen, other human beings, because they are worthy of our esteem.