We are all guilty of putting labels on others---why even ourselves-
They can be quite innocent like
Or hurtful and mean like
Or some days
And other days
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Some labels are earned over time, like
And others we wear with pride, like
And there are those who do not care what you label them, like
I was asked at church if I was divorced today. I suppose that is a label. I did not say "I Do" with the intention of divorcing at some future time--like all of you, I thought it was "Till death do us part". I cringe when asked if I am divorced. I have friends who have lost their spouses through death, these friends are labeled, but it carries a gentler ring. They are alone--but they fulfilled their vow and lived their covenant. This label I wear smacks of failure and gives me the feeling I should step to the back of the bus. Perhaps I over-react--but remember the generation I was raised in. Divorce did not happen during those days--and it carried a stigma. Leaving behind the social mores instilled during a lifetime is not easy.
I have learned a valuable lesson about labeling others. God does not label us, but knows us all as distinct beings. Divorce does not define who I am in His eyes. There is much-much more to me than being divorced. I pray for wisdom to look at others with the same vision He uses when seeing me--with the eyes of Jesus --Who sees me as His Beloved.
The LORD your God is in your midst, a mighty one who will save; he will rejoice over you with gladness; he will quiet you by his love; he will exult over you with loud singing.