Desert of Selfishness

Red Desert Horse © Laurie Justus Pace 2008

Red Desert Horse © Laurie Justus Pace 2008

“Faith, I am no such fool; everyone for himself in this desert of selfishness which is called life.” Stendhal

This is a painting done years ago… maybe 2008. It was bought from a collector that drove in from Oklahoma to my studio and found four paintings he wanted and this was one of them. They had appeared in Western Art Collector Magazine and from that ad… this baby went back across the Red River.

One of Terry’s favorite phrases is ‘It’s all about me’. It can be drivers on the road dashing around us, or people walking on a sidewalk that literally do not share the pathway and we have to jump in the grass, they are not even willing to go single file. It does not even count that we are now old people. Seniors. I think that is a dirty word.

When you think about “It’s not all about me” you realize it is a gentle reminder toward selflessness. Or you may hear, “It’s not about you because it is all about me.”

I have learned through experience, we are all going to react to the negative things around us and it is important how we respond and recover from them. People will continue to hurt us, insult us or offend us. It will happen.

We have to decide how we will react when it does happen. Satan tries to keep our focus on the offense and hurt thrown our way by the offender, which automatically pushes the focus back in our thoughts that we are the one injured and we deserve not only sympathy, but revenge and justice.

It is now up to us to respond from a heart of mercy and grace and let go of the ‘injustice’. It takes us to that place of not even allowing revenge to enter our thought process, but instead recognizing those people reaching out to hurt us are bitter and hurting themselves. It could be from physical hurt that occurred to them or through their broken thoughts and broken heart.

God gives us this rare beautiful opportunity to respond in love with grace and mercy.

2 Corinthians 2:1-17 For I made up my mind not to make another painful visit to you. For if I cause you pain, who is there to make me glad but the one whom I have pained? And I wrote as I did, so that when I came I might not suffer pain from those who should have made me rejoice, for I felt sure of all of you, that my joy would be the joy of you all. For I wrote to you out of much affliction and anguish of heart and with many tears, not to cause you pain but to let you know the abundant love that I have for you……”