Our Slop Bucket
We’re all more alike than we care to admit.
I like to think that inside each of us, there is a little bucket. Little hurts, big hurts, and past hurts they all get dumped into this slop bucket.
We think we're fine because the hurts are contained. Then someone comes and kicks that slop bucket with a mean word or two and it spills over.
Every word we speak in response carries some of what's in our bucket. Too many of us have let our slop bucket sit and ferment in pride, resistance, and bitterness that cuts off our potential to grow into the person we're designed to become.
If we let Jesus touch our hurts mixing in mercy, grace, and forgiveness even slop can turn into a love that’s beyond what we're capable of on our own.