It’s not my job to manage or control another person.
It’s my place to listen, patiently, and try to understand.
It’s not my job to tell another person what to do.
It’s my place to hear his dilemma and help him clarify the options.
It’s not my job to be certain what I’d do if I were in her shoes.
It’s my place to understand I can never know what it means to be in her shoes.
It’s not my job to provide the simplistic answer that makes me more comfortable.
It’s my place to be okay with the discomfort of hard questions that don’t have easy answers.
It’s not my job to always fill the space with words.
It’s my place, sometimes, to just let silence be okay, because that’s how authentic relationships work.
It’s not my job to judge.
It’s my place to offer grace.
It’s not my job to demand sacrifice.
It’s my place to demonstrate agape; unconditional, sacrificial love.
It’s not my job to shout my truth.
It’s my place to live my truth.
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When you hang around people who are struggling, you wonder about these sorts of issues. It’s important to know what’s not your job.
Jesus spent a lot of His time with hurting people. Do you think He meant for us to follow His example?
I do.