I remember the conversation well. I shared why I’d brought up the issue, but she continued to defend herself, blaming others for her actions. The Lord reminded me of a verse in that moment. “Why not rather be wronged? Why not rather be cheated?’ (1 Corinthians 6:7) But she didn’t like that verse.
I don’t much like it either. It’s hard to be wronged. It’s hard to allow someone their run of your heart. It’s excessively hard to be silent when wronged or cheated. It seems the right thing to do to tell the truth so others know. And yet, sometimes God commends our ability to let wrong happen. To us. To those we love.
Of course, there are times to be loud about it.
And then there are times God calls us to the discipline of being wronged. In those moments, I learn (slowly) to rest my reputation and my pain in the great big arms of Jesus. To let God get a word in edgewise. To trust Him for outcomes instead of me running around micromanaging the world, doling out judgments and punishments I deem proper.
I can honestly say there is joy when you lay your pain down and give up your right to defend. There’s peace there.
I love this:
Commit everything you do to the Lord.
Trust him, and he will help you.
He will make your innocence radiate like the dawn,
and the justice of your cause will shine like the noonday sun.
(Psalm 37:5-6, NLT).
God sees. He sees your innocence. He will bring it to light. Trust Him today for that. Rest in being wronged, knowing you have an Advocate. Nothing passes His notice.