This morning, I’ll be honest with you…
I felt some kind of way talking with a colleague.
My spirit was irritated, my chest was tight, and my mind was already starting to trip.
And normally, I would’ve got stuck in that feeling.
But this time, something different happened.
I heard the Holy Spirit whisper,
“Look at it another way.”
And right there, I paused.
I pulled back.
I applied God’s Study Method, not my emotions, not my assumptions, not my defensiveness, but the study method to rightly divide:
Observation. Interpretation. Application.
Look at what happened,
interpret what’s really going on,
and apply the lesson He’s trying to show me.
And soon I did that… it revealed something much greater.
I started seeing the situation through a spiritual lens, not a personal pain point.
And God began to show me something:
This is what it means to bear your cross.
People think “bearing your cross” means suffering in silence or letting people treat you any kind of way.
But to me, that’s not the totally true.
God showed me:
Bearing your cross means taking the very things meant to break you and turning it into fuel.
The disrespect.
The misunderstandings.
The assumptions.
The rumors.
The hate.
The switch-ups.
You don’t crumble under the weight — you convert the weight.
The cross I carry ain’t punishment.
It’s equipment.
It’s training.
It’s me stronger in ways comfort never did.
So when somebody comes at me sideways, the Holy Spirit said,
“Don’t internalize it and take it personal, interpret it.
Don’t react on auto pilot, redirect.
Don’t break down, use it to break through.”
And that hit me.
Bear your cross means let the disrespect be a signal, not a setback.
It’s spiritual GPS saying,
“Recalculating route… turn here.”
Because when someone treats me bad, it’s not the end.
It’s the beginning of elevation.
Divine redirection doesn’t always come like we want, sometimes it shows up through people mishandling you.
And that’s ok.
Because God kept reminding me:
It’s all good.
I’m not being punished, I’m being positioned.
I’m not losing, I’m being aligned.
I’m not being pushed down, I’m being pushed forward.
And this is where God hit me with the real revelation:
This is Spiritual Tetris.
Life drops pieces on you.
Some come crooked.
Some come sideways.
Some come disrespectful, heavy, frustrating, confusing.
But my job?
Rotate it.
Flip it.
Slide it.
Drop it into the right place. Using the right light.
Take what’s been sent —
flip it into what hits,
flip it into what fits,
flip it into power.
Nothing is wasted.
Not the pain, not the shade, not the betrayal, not the disrespect.
Every piece has a place.
Every moment has meaning.
Every wrong turn can lead to the right destination when you let God rearrange it.
Bearing my cross ain’t about suffering and staying there.
it’s about transforming.
It’s choosing to say:
“Everything thrown at me becomes energy.
Everything meant to block me becomes building material.
Everything meant to make me weak becomes spiritual weightlifting.
Everything meant to distract me becomes divine direction.”
That’s how the resilient walk.
That’s how chosen ones rise.
That’s how purpose is formed.
You don’t run from the cross.
You use the cross.
You lift the cross.
You learn from the cross.
You love through the cross.
You let the cross elevate your calling.
So today, after talking with my colleague, I told God:
“Thank You for showing me another angle.”
Because now I see it clearly:
Whenever disrespect, confusion, or friction shows up,
I don’t need to shut down, I need to shift up.
I don’t need to resist it, I need to reroute it.
I don’t need to absorb it, I need to alchemize it. This is the life of a Troubleshooter.
And from that place of clarity, I can look at the shade, the trouble, the hate and say:
“Thank you.
You just gave me another piece to build with.” 😎
