Empathy
This week, for the first time, I actually asked God to not take my trial of anxiety away.
I am taking an online writing class this summer to catch up in my major so that I can graduate in two years. For the class I have to write a research paper, and I decided to write it on the way fiction effects the development of empathy. In the course of doing research for it, I stumbled upon an article that talked about how people who have successfully navigating a trial aren't necessarily better at having empathy for people who are currently struggling with the same trial. This is because people who have been through the trial often forget how hard it was, and judge people who are currently struggling on how well they are coping.
This got me thinking, and I realized that currently a lot of my ability to understand and help people comes from my constant struggling with anxiety. I can't look down on other people who are struggling because I still do every day. I am getting better, but I still struggle. I realized that I don't think that I am quite ready to not need that constant reminder. I still need the daily reminder of how difficult trials are, and how they are not easily fixed. God said that I would no longer struggle with anxiety when I no longer needed it, and I am not ready yet. I realized that this week, and was finally able to see God's wisdom in having me still struggle. I was able to look back and recognize his hand in my life through all my trials, and learn to say: "Thy will be done."
I am taking an online writing class this summer to catch up in my major so that I can graduate in two years. For the class I have to write a research paper, and I decided to write it on the way fiction effects the development of empathy. In the course of doing research for it, I stumbled upon an article that talked about how people who have successfully navigating a trial aren't necessarily better at having empathy for people who are currently struggling with the same trial. This is because people who have been through the trial often forget how hard it was, and judge people who are currently struggling on how well they are coping.
This got me thinking, and I realized that currently a lot of my ability to understand and help people comes from my constant struggling with anxiety. I can't look down on other people who are struggling because I still do every day. I am getting better, but I still struggle. I realized that I don't think that I am quite ready to not need that constant reminder. I still need the daily reminder of how difficult trials are, and how they are not easily fixed. God said that I would no longer struggle with anxiety when I no longer needed it, and I am not ready yet. I realized that this week, and was finally able to see God's wisdom in having me still struggle. I was able to look back and recognize his hand in my life through all my trials, and learn to say: "Thy will be done."
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