Rejection

Rejection is a gift, because it erases unearned pride and self-importance. Rejection is a gift because it offers opportunities to repair things that are broken, things that led to the very rejection that revealed the brokenness. Rejection is a gift because it flushes pretension from one’s attitude the way rain flushes smoke from the sky. But rejection is dangerous, too, because it can crush dreams if given too much weight. It can destroy confidence if taken too seriously. It can break hearts if it isn’t retracted and healed. Rejection isn’t an sharp scalpel slicing through flesh on an operating room table; it is suture and salvation, woven into a healing salve. But rejection is hard, whether good or bad. Swallowed properly, with pride, rejection paints directions to the future, where meritorious pride lives like a king.