Sometimes I forget that God is teaching us all the time.  He’s constantly refining us to make us more like Him.  Sometimes we close our ears and our hearts to it so we just fly past it without even stopping to notice the lesson.

Today, I stopped and paid attention.

It really wasn’t a lesson that felt very good, but it was a lesson nontheless.

I am obsessed right now with Diet Cranberry Limeades from Sonic.  (Hey, don’t hate….they are yummy-licious!  Especially for someone who gave up her other obsession:  PEPSI.  Yeah, that’s right….give a fat girl some credit here:  it’s been OVER A YEAR and still NO Pepsi!  That’s RIGHT!  Over a YEAR!  YIPPEE!  So I’m trying to find a nice little treat to drink instead of WATER.  ICK, it does get boring!)  Nice little rabbit trail there for you….I’m a touch ADD this morning I think.

Anyway, so on my grocery store days, I like to swing by Sonic at 7 in the morning when I’m finished with my shopping to treat myself for getting up at 6 and going to the store and not killing anyone.

And when I can, I like to treat the person behind me in line (if I can afford it….and if the Holy Spirit prompts me to do it….).  I always imagine sweet, caring people behind me in line that the Lord just wants to bless extra special.  I leave with a warm, fuzzy feeling knowing that Lord has allowed me to bless some random, complete stranger that will have no idea who I am and I will have no idea who THEY are.  (Yes, I fully understand most people will never understand this…I’m OK with being weird to them.)

So this morning, I get my yummy diet cranberry limeade (35 calories WHEEEEE!), and I feel that little prompting to pay for the person behind me.  No big deal.  But then, the lady in Sonic gets all flustered because I had already paid for my drink…..what are you doing…..everything’s all messed up now…..so I explain to her that I am knowingly paying for the person’s breakfast behind me.  Ohhhhh….

So, when I start to slowly pull forward with my nice warm fuzzy feeling and my beautiful cranberry limeade….I hear behind me a RUDE man yelling out of his window at me to HURRY UP!  GAW!  And he revs his engine like he’s going to rearend me!

WHAT??  Are you KIDDING ME??

And my VERY next thought is:  STOP the car before he can even GET his food and snatch that bag right out of his HAND!  How dare you talk to ME like that you RUDE RUDE man!  I just BOUGHT your food for you, you big hairy JERK!

But instead, I just leave with tears in my eyes.  God, did You hear how he screamed at me out of his window?  Why in the world would You want me to bless HIM??  He’s a jerk! 

Because he is a jerk.  Anyone can bless nice people.

Matthew 5:43-48

“You have heard that it was said, ‘You shall love your neighbor and hate your enemy.’ But I say to you, Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, so that you may be sons of your Father who is in heaven. For he makes his sun rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the just and on the unjust. For if you love those who love you, what reward do you have? Do not even the tax collectors do the same? And if you greet only your brothers, what more are you doing than others? Do not even the Gentiles do the same? …

UGH!  You’re right, Lord.  Bless that mean man and teach him kindness.  Help him to not be a jerkface.

I am not so naive to think that  buying some random stranger his breakfast will change him and make him into this amazingly, kind man, who in turn, will buy ME breakfast some random day and thank me for teaching him how to be kind.  That would be silly.

But it does make me realize that God is pursuing that man, AND, He is still refining me.  Being nice to good, kind people is easy for me to do.  I can do that all the time, but I do have this fear of mean people.  Rightfully so, or humanly so I should say.  I’ve been burned lots and lots and lots (yes, I could go on, I’m a glutton to please people) of times in the past.  I do something kind for someone, and they are rude about it, or uncaring, or, and I get this one a LOT:  UNGRATEFUL!  So I learn to be cautious with who I am kind to.

And God is trying to teach me to just follow Him and be kind to everyone, even if they are mean and ugly and jerks who yell out their window at me for taking longer than they thought I should be taking.  Ahem.

Always be kind to others!



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