It wasn’t true what was said about me—not even close. But people believed it and passed it on. My life was awful. I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t sleep. I took showers so I could cry without disturbing my family.
Finally, my attackers ran out of rocks—or they moved on to somebody else. Either way, things got better. A friend told me that if I lived my life according to God’s Will, most people would eventually see that the gossip was false. He was right.
Today my life is better than ever. My faith in God and others is strong. I’ve forgiven those who lied about me—and those who listened. At least I hope I have.
I’ve also learned to be a lot more careful about what I say about others and about what I allow others to say to me. As this book points out, people are fragile.
Reading “Sticks and Stones” has helped me. If you have a story similar to mine, I hope and pray it will help you.