A Blessing and a Curse
For those of you who have ever watched the television show, Monk, there is a humorous saying that he always repeats when someone comments on his obsessive-compulsive tendencies. Monk will comment, "It's a blessing and a curse." I often feel like Monk. Not because I have OCD but because of having a sensitive spirit. Ever since I was a child, I had such a soft heart. I cried at the drop of a hat. I felt things deeply. I empathized with others. I felt old in my soul. I'm not sure why I'm like that. Perhaps God was preparing me for a life of a particular kind of ministry or what it may be but it is just the way it is. I feel things deep down in my soul and they affect me deeply and for days on end. Even though I was a psychology major in college, I would probably make a terrible counselor because it's almost as if I absorb the feelings of another person. I feel like a blank canvas and the moods or attitudes of a...