Every one that crosses my path leaves a mark in some way. Some in a good way and others not so good. Some add color others just a footprint. I am so thankful for those who have poured into my life and added the colors and hues that make me who I am. I may not be anything special but I am glad to be me. I know so many who won't say that about themselves. They have been left with so many footprints and tire marks that they can't see the color anymore. We all get walked on and even ran over or thrown under the bus by those closest to us and the hurt is sometimes more than we can bear. Even Jesus was betrayed by one of his own. If Judas had been a stranger to Jesus it would have been another accuser not a betrayer. Because He was betrayed he knows how we feel when the scars go deep. Now here is the point. It's not about what other people do to you, for if they did it to Jesus how can we expect different, but what are you doing to others? Are you adding color or leaving skid marks? I hope in some way I can add a brighter hue to every one I meet. Sometimes we only see in black and white, while others only see shades of grey. I want to see in God's color palet, with lots of crimson.
