What is it, do you suppose, that gives other people the power to make us feel a certain way? Is it us? Is it them?
And why is it sometimes so hard to walk away (literally or metaphorically) unaffected?
I, for one, am very affected by others. I hate for anyone to ever be displeased with me. But I have found this sometimes makes it difficult to live a life centered on the truth.
And though I want to be free from judging myself by anyone’s standards but God’s, I don’t want to be reckless with another person, either. I must learn to see the difference between displeasing and wrongdoing.
I think it mightn’t always be a clearly defined line.