Why are we so hard on ourselves? We are our own best and harshest judges. We set expectations for ourselves and kick ourselves for not meeting them. But we're easy on ourselves as well. We shrug and decide there's always another day. But what about when someone else rips us apart? Or tells us we're wrong? Or is just plain cruel? Do we take it? Do we believe it? Because we deserve it. Where did this "I deserve this" stuff come from? Really what do we deserve? Do we deserve to be hurt? Do we deserve to be loved? Do we deserve to have someone care for us? When someone reaches out and cares do we push them away because we are wearing this "I don't deserve love" cloak? If we take on life from "what I deserve" point of view are we really believing that we are new creatures in Christ? The other day I watched someone tear into a whole group of people with words. Some of the group hated i...