I hate when I sense someone is upset with me. I hate when I sense I hurt someone without ever meaning to do it. I hate when I feel misunderstood. I hate that any of this ever even matters to me!!!
Galations 1:10 ~ For am I now seeking the favor of men, or of God? Or am I striving to please men? If I were still trying to please men, I would not be a servant of Christ.
Guess I need to tape this one to my forehead for the next little while!