The Importance of No
No. That word usually hurts. The sting of those two letters, in whatever form or fashion they may come in, are enough to knock you down a couple pegs. Pair that together with feelings of loss, hopelessness, anger, and jealousy; the word no can make you feel smaller than small, a meaningless speck in the universe.
I don't know how to explain the pain I felt from being told no. That same pain seems to resurface at the most inopportune times, hence my heart moving my hands to type this blog post. Because if the pain I feel could help someone lessen theirs? Then maybe it won't all be in vain.
The word no can move mountains, even more so than being told yes could. The experience of being told no has challenged me in ways I didn't know existed. I've learned a great deal trying to rebuild myself after being told no. And I'm not talking about the kind of no you get from your mom when you ask for some extra cash, or even the no you get after dating someone for a couple months who then suddenly decide they don't want anything serious. I'm talking about the no you get that causes catastrophic damage. The no that breaks your heart into two. That takes the wind out of you. The kind of no that makes your tomorrow, your next week and even your next year blurry, unrecognizable.
The beauty of the word no is the unknown, the uncertainty of what comes after. Not knowing what is next brings blessings and it brings out God's true plan. The pathway clears once the initial sting of everything becomes dull, and you realize there are things waiting for you. Things you could have never discovered had it not been for being told no.
So go ahead, I know reading this post won't lessen the blow once that two-letter word is spoken, but maybe it will help the process of dealing with the pain. When you start to feel that pain resurface, please know your path goes on for much further then you can see. Just because you might have to redirect does not mean you have to stop completely. At least, that's what I keep telling myself.