Once in my lifetime, I used to know all the answers. It was actually surprisingly easy.
I was sitting in a lounge at a table over a game, when the girl I was with blurted out, "What is wrong with me?" I was not entirely taken aback when that happened, because I knew that she'd just been dumped by her boyfriend, and he'd been pretty quick to move on to the next girl. Of course, I knew exactly why it happened, so I said, "Well, friend, this other girl is more of his type. He's shallow and insensitive, and she's probably better-looking than you." That was honestly the truth, but it shouldn't have come as any surprise that she didn't take that statement too well, and didn't talk to me for several days.
I once was in a room with a friend who was wondering why he had not gotten the job that her friend had gotten. Both were well-qualified, but the bosses liked one over the other. It hurt my friend that she had not gotten the job, but the fact that someone so close had taken it out of her hands made her inconsolable. She wondered aloud why she had not gotten the position, I took the opportunity to gently help her grow, "Keep working. Soon, you'll be better than her." Again, it was the truth, as my friend soon became excellent in that field, but my truthful words severed our relationship, and it was never the same again.
A good friend and I were once in a class together. He and I studied together constantly, and both of us put in the time and effort necessary to succeed in the class. However, I did very well, and soon was at the top of the class, while my friend, though excellent in many areas, continued to struggle to keep a passing grade. He once asked why, when we both worked so hard, he struggled so much, while I seemed to have it easy. I told him, "My brain just picks this kind of stuff up really quickly, and yours doesn't." I couldn't understand why, after that, he was so distant.
I was young in those days, and my judgment and speech was colored by my own thoughts and emotions. I tried to be honest, but I was honest in the wrong way. The rejected girl was someone I adored, but didn't have the courage to tell her. I so admired and envied the overlooked girl for her skills and abilities in a field I would have died to get in, and I was so jealous of my friend's skills and abilities with people that I lost sight of their interests.
I'm older and wiser now. When friends are in need, I can put those things away. Before, when I thought I knew the answers, I was just spitting my opinion. Now, I know better. I don't know everything, and in some cases, I don't know hardly anything. But this much I know: It's much better to speak with an attitude of grace and love for others.
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