Tell me that wasn’t you in the red Chevy tonight. Tell me you wouldn’t see me stand 10 feet from the car you were in with that stranger and not recognize your aunt. And what in the world would make you feel like it was okay to do it. What have you done with your life that you think I would be so disapproved of that you would ignore my presence?
My mind goes back 32 years, when at the age of 17 I watched my sister bring home her first child. My only sister and now my only niece and I was the very proud aunt. I watched my niece grow up and thought that over the years she had influenced her in a positive way. Man, she was the smartest person I knew and I was always so proud of her. Until tonight! I would never think that she would blatantly turn her face away from me while I was standing like a fool in the parking lot of the donut shop. Why Why Why is all I keep wondering. Perhaps embarrassment at being caught doing something she didn’t want anyone to know? I have never experienced the disappointment that I experienced tonight. I’m not sure other than writing this article what else I will do.
This article is about the risk of loving. It is about giving to another person and receiving disrespect in return. One wonders how one person can walk with resentment and anger toward another without allowing themselves to confront the issues. Only to let the discontent towards the person explode into what can become hate. The irony in all of this is that the person the anger is directed at sometimes doesn’t even realize it. Until some subtle incident where it’s extremely obvious but not yet understood. It’s about not being able to trust enough to be honest; It’s about not loving enough to tell the truth.
I will decide to place this special person who has hurt me in God’s care and I will hope that the decisions do not result in my own destruction. I will pray that any resentment that is buried so deep finds its way to the surface and one day be resolved. Life really is the blink of an eye and no one can waste a second of their life in such anger that it destroys a lifetime of love.