I’ve been told I’m too sensitive this year.
I’m guessing, but I don’t think it was meant as a compliment.
Anytime you add the adjective “too”… you are implying that something is happening in excess or to a degree that is regrettable.
Sure, I have regrets. Who doesn’t want a “do-over” on occasion?!? There are certainly times where I could have responded or handled a situation differently. But in all honesty, I doubt I will regret being sensitive this year. What is the alternative, callousness?!?
I read a devotion today about this very subject. It said, “We miss many occasions for serving because we lack sensitivity and spontaneity. Great opportunities to serve never last long. They pass quickly, sometimes never to return again. Real servants pay attention to needs. Servants are always on the lookout for ways to help others. When they see a need, they seize the moment to meet it, just as the Bible commands us. When God puts someone in need right in front of you, he is giving you the opportunity to grow in servanthood. You may only get one chance to serve that person, so take advantage of the moment. “Never tell your neighbors to wait until tomorrow if you can help them now” (Proverbs 3:28 TEV).
I am sensitive this year. Thank God!
God has allowed this so that I can feel, understand and respond differently to the needs placed right in front of me. The scales of selfishness that cover so many of our eyes have been removed from mine. I will never look at a single parent in the same way. I will not ignore loneliness. I understand the meaning of a hot meal being dropped off. I know the appreciation of a kid being picked up because it was on the way. I’ve watched the hands and feet of Christ push a lawn mower in my yard. In short, I’ve been surrounded by servants who were sensitive to my needs.
In my humble opinion, “sensitivity” is the prompting of the Holy Spirit to FEEL.
Our callous world teaches us to cover it up, smile for the camera and pretend everything is all right. In that context, sensitivity is not welcome or embraced. It becomes a “too”… as in “too much” for someone who’s already busy being busy.
My question is…what are you being busy about? Is your heart too cluttered to feel compassion or see a need? Is someone in your life being “too sensitive” ?!?
Maybe the issue isn’t the person, but your response.