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What about Justice?

You've often heard (and even said) "What goes around, comes around," but sometimes it seems like an awfully long time for the good things and the bad things to come full circle.
Are you watching, and waiting, to cheer when the person at work who has been so unkind to you gets his or her payback?  There's no more certain way to lose focus, becuase if you're looking for revenge, you're looking behind you, instead of ahead.
I know this sounds trite, but the truth is often more obvious than we care to recognize.  We want to think it's something profound, obscure, not easily detected, but Proverbs tells us that wisdom cries out from her doorway to all the simpletons passing by, won't you come in?

A friend of mine, when she should have been enjoying her accolades, was the target of a personal attack by one of her coworkers.  She deserved the "employee of the month" distinction very well, yet someone who was jealous was determined to discredit her.  She went so far as to post a rant of slanderous accusations all over the company blogsite.  It was most unbecoming, but then, jealosy always is.
My friend's co-workers, eager to defend her, urged her to respond, retaliate, do something!!  She would not.  She was resolved to let God take care of it.

It wasn't long before something happened--something big.  A wave of people came to her defense, all the way up the chain of command!  Big bosses were calling her to apologize for the outrage, and so on...before it was over, the head honchos at the corporation, who had never even heard her name, had been well-informed of her hard work, her ethics, her talent...all in defense of the false accusations.
The blog was promptly taken down, and, believe it or not, the womna who had been so vicious had started a ball rolling that won the target of her attack rapid favor and fame among the upper echelon of the company.  Boy, did that scheme backfire!

I've seen this kind of divine 180 on situations time and again.  There is no way my friend could have delivered justice on her own in so tremendous a manner. 

Next time you want to lash out, think about what happened here, and how the situation took care of itself without any intervention whatsoever (or interference, as God would see it) by the woman whose character was attacked.  Her character stood in defense of itself.

That caliber of character is not developed through scheming and lashing out -- it comes from being still and strong in the face of every challenge -- refusing to be defined or debased.

Refuse.
Move on.
It's time to let God take care of it.

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