It never ceases to amaze me how God works.
After posting my sermon for the weekend here, I was simply planning a weekend of riding and studying. Jo would be gone so my weekend, especially Saturday, would take on a different “color” since she would not be here to do our normal Saturday thing. But God had other plans. I’ll start it by saying this from my sermon Sunday:
Bitterness is like a cancer. It takes root so deeply that sometimes is it impossible to extract. It is actually a progression in that it starts small then grows into something much bigger. We no longer own it: it owns us!
I SAW THAT IN SPADES THIS PAST WEEKEND.
I was visiting a doctor on Friday (the type will remain anonymous since I do not want to give any idea to someone local who may read this) when the subject of school sports came up. Actually, it was my doing since I inquired about this person’s child playing sports for one of the local high schools. I reckon I opened up a can of worms. It was the coach. It was the athletic director. It was some other student athletes. I think the only one not mentioned might have been the janitor (and who knows…he may have not cleaned the playing field well enough). I listened as this person took shots at people I know and love (but I don’t think this person knew that), even to the point where this person’s child leaves the room or goes home if they should come to visit a mutual friend. I could have spoken up in defense, but I realized it was not going to do any good whatsoever. None. Zip. Nada.
I walked away feeling…aaaah…sad. I can’t speak for the matter involving the coach, AD, or anyone else. I do know the people this person spoke about and find it inconceivable. What I can speak about is the sad reality of bitterness taking over. A student athlete gets punished because a parent can’t see straight. There are always two sides to every story I realize that. But in true parent-style, this person is seeing only one. There are so many variables to be considered that I hesitate saying much more except: Bitterness is like a cancer. I have to wonder how this all started and how it got so entrenched in this person. It is hard to see. It is sad to see. It is tough to watch someone you care about taking a dive into deep water with boots on. Soon it will be a jacket (not a life but a weighted one). All that is left is the drowning.
Have any thoughts you would like to share? Is bitterness a problem you deal with? Have you had an experience like this? What did you do and how did you feel? Have a great week. Meanwhile check out this.