I know I am the villain in someone’s story somewhere, and I’m okay with that. I know I’m not everyone’s cup of tea. Sometimes, when I am acting like a brat, I don’t even like me.
I also realize that the villains in my story, aren’t necessarily always bad people. Maybe the encounter I had with them was unfortunate, ill-timed, misunderstood, or simply a matter of different perspectives, the same as I am in other’s story. For this reason, I try to extend grace as much as possible.
I know people have stories to tell about how I failed them, said the wrong thing, did the wrong thing, or just acted like a fool on a bad day. I even know that in most cases, grace will not be extended for my imperfections, therefore, I will remain the villain.
And I’m okay with that. I learned to be okay with that.
Today I received a multitude of messages from people that love me. Unexpected friendships that have graced the story God is writing. As I read the “I love you’s” from those friends, I couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed by the grace they have shown me, but also sad for those for which I am still the villain.
God reminded me though, let those people go. He never intended for that person to be part of my life at this point. He has other tasks at hand for me.
And again, I found my heart swell with thanksgiving for the ones that do love me. I am so so grateful for the place in which I stand, though from one perspective, I may be called the enemy, from another perspective, I am called friend, just as it should be. I love that saying, “I can’t please everyone. I’m not chocolate.”
