Letting Go

Someone posted a negative comment on a video I had made and posted. The comment wasn’t trying to be helpful, just trashing for the sake of it. One person, somewhere in the world, for whatever reason, decided to scratch their itch by being mean to me. It doesn’t matter one jot in the grand scheme of things. So why do I feel so out of sorts about it? My response has been to feel a need for revenge, to get upset, a desire to find out who they are (which I did btw. They claim that Jesus is King. I really wish that they acted as if they believed that.)

None of this matters and yet I find it hard to let it go. I’ve picked up a stone and put it in my rucksack of stuff that weighs me down. I’ll need to find a way of putting it down again.