Rejection. According to the Oxford English Dictionary it is defined as “The action or process of rejecting someone or something, esp. the refusal to accept an established practice, a proposal, etc., or the rejecting or exclusion of a person from a relationship or group; an act of rejecting; (also) the state of being rejected.

RejectOED defines this as “Someone who is rejected or cast out.

The act of rejection causes someone to feel like a reject. Have you ever been called a reject? No one has ever said that to my face but I have seen people say it to others. It’s not pleasant. No one ever wants to feel rejected. No one wants to feel that they aren’t worthy, that someone doesn’t want them to be a part of their group, that someone doesn’t feel they are qualified enough for their dream job, or that someone doesn’t think their work is good enough.

I have learned not to associate rejection with my self-worth but it is a constant battle. I am a person that derives much of my self-worth from the opinions of others. I know that this is an issue. I have to remind myself that my self-worth is an intrinsic value. My self-worth is defined within and through the grace of God alone.

Last night I was thinking seriously about my feelings of rejection. Why must I fret over what someone else thinks of me? Why must I play the scene out over and over again in my mind of what I could have done to change their mind? It is not necessarily what I could or could not have done to make things different as much as it is that person’s individual feelings and perception on the issue.

I, myself, have participated in the act of rejection. It is hard to tell someone that you do not “want” them, whether as a friend or as a lover. Either you are on the giving or receiving end… and both are difficult.

Each year that passes brings with it new wisdom. I’m definitely not the person I was 10 years ago, or even 5 years ago, or even just last month. We grow, adapt, learn, move on. Life isn’t easy but we make the best of it. I have grown to accept what God has given to me, I’ve adapted to the constant changing of the world around me, learned to make the best of every situation, and have gained the wisdom to move on when the situation warrants it as such.

I was reminded by a dear friend of Philippians 4:11-13 ♥ 11I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. 12I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. 13I can do everything through him who gives me strength.

I cannot say that I have completely learned to be content whatever the circumstances, but I am sure trying. I do know what it is to want and what it is to have everything you could have ever wanted. The secret, to me, of being content is what my mother has constantly preached: bloom where planted.

Make the best of every situation and play the cards you are dealt. I understand that there is a bigger picture, one that I cannot see because I am within the picture. Only someone outside of the picture can truly see what is going on and the painter holds the wisdom to know what the outcome may be. Everything happens for a reason, even if I am not able to see that reason just yet. Thoughts?

Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on…

DISCLAIMER: These are just random thoughts. I’m doing fine, thanks. Please don’t look at this as depressing but instead as truthful. I only seek to share my thoughts and to be honest with y’all. Okay? Good. 🙂