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Rejection makes you feel like you’re not good enough. That everyone is better than you. Rejection is defined as to throw away, the state of being refused or the denial of love and acceptance. No wonder being rejected hurts so much.

One person’s opinion, or one single incident, should never define who you are. Don’t let your self-worth depend upon other people’s opinions of you. Just because someone else thinks something about you, doesn’t mean it’s true.

When it comes to revealing one’s true character, there are few tests as effective as rejection. No man ever passed this test like Jesus. He was abandoned and rejected, not by just one but by all. Nevertheless, He remained loving, kind and generous.

He accepts and loves you as you are.


He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him.

That’s my Jesus.

Nothing in his appearance that we should desire him.

That’s my Jesus.

He was despised and rejected by mankind.

That’s my Jesus.

A man of suffering, and familiar with pain.

That’s my Jesus.

Like one from whom people hide their faces.

That’s my Jesus.

He was despised, and we held him in low esteem.

That’s my Jesus.

He was in the world, and though the world was made through him, the world did not recognize him.

That’s my Jesus.

He came to that which was his own, but his own did not receive him.

That’s my Jesus.

And yet…

He took our pain.

That’s my Jesus.

He bore our suffering.

That’s my Jesus.

He was pierced for our transgressions.

That’s my Jesus.

He was crushed for our iniquities.

That’s my Jesus.

The punishment that brought us peace was upon him.

That’s my Jesus.

And by his wounds…we…are…healed!

That’s my Jesus.

The stone the builders rejected has become the cornerstone.

That’s my Jesus.

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Bob Jones

Happily married to Jocelyn for 44 years. We have two adult sons, Cory and his wife Lynsey and their son Vincent and daughter Jayda; Jean Marc and his wife Angie and their three daughters, Quinn, Lena and Annora. I love inspiring people through communicating, blogging, and coaching. I enjoy writing, running, and reading. I'm a fan of the Double E, Bruins, Celtics, Red Sox and Pats. Follow me on Twitter @bobjones49ers


  • Carole Holmes Schlachta says:

    I will never be able to comprehend how much He suffered for me. I am grateful. Jesus knows my heart. But there are times when I feel very alone but I hold onto a scripture the Lord gave me many years ago.”i will never foresake you nor leave you begging for bread”
    The absolute living word, the Bible.

  • Allayah in Christ says:

    Hello, Mr. Bob Jones;

    My new name (different from my email~world name still) is Allayah. I am seeking one in Christ to pray unto him and confirm what has been shared with me. He has given me a purpose and an assembly; however I am afraid that my purpose I revealed to them has them in some fear of god… I believe Jesus and trust him with my whole life, I trust what I have heard and confirmed in the Grail (bible), I am awaiting for those who he sent me to, to reconsider their decision to “brush me off”. I know this sounds harsh, but it has been a long time of me battling through the “sin cap” up to my calling. I do know that God works in misterious ways and not always in the timeline we feel is correct. What I am asking is perhaps just prayer support and confirmation of any “like” information he allows you to share with me? I am confident, but I am not completely understanding the possible reasonings behind the hold, or Pharisee behavior that is right before my eyes. I do not want to give you too much of what he has shared with me because he did mention to be careful who I trust! In the flesh.

    Thank you for your time, at least to read this and

  • Bonnie Belsey says:

    Being catastrophically misunderstood feels like rejection too. I will never forget the day my idol (Grade 10 French teacher) started yelling at someone for not paying attention in class. Because he had chastised the whole class the day before, l was very focused and taking in every word. My heart froze when he came up behind me and I realized it was me he was angry and disgusted with, I suppose because I had been sitting very still. I couldn’t even defend myself because it hurt so much. I think it is a lesson that when someone appears to have an attitude, I may not be seeing their real intention.

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