This morning I got read the riot act. Yesterday I got chewed out. The other day I got called on the carpet. Over these last couple of weeks I’ve been raked over the coals, taken to task, dressed down, barked at, and bawled out. At one point, somebody threw the book at me; I got a real verbal going over.
Okay, okay, readers, no worries: While each of the above is true (I deleted the specifics), they were each from a different person, and none of these people were extreme. This is my usual hyperbole.
I am just making a point. I’m not really that big of a mess-up; in fact, I have a reputation for being efficient. But even we efficient types occasionally let things fall through the cracks, forget ourselves, lose things, get stressed out, make mistakes, defer maintenance, or just march to a different drum.
(Ironically, I cannot ignore the fact that some of what I’m being let have it for is indeed error albeit minor—even some attitudes that needed correcting (i.e. sin).
But you know, I don’t think that’s it entirely. I’m wondering if people have heard of unilateral forgiveness. How about letting love cover over a multitude of sins? Wouldn’t it be nice if sometimes people could just let it roll off? Chalk up some points for effort, and call it good enough?
I’ve observed that most people are physically unable to suck it up; they simply have to mention it, whatever it is. Chew, chew, gnaw, gnaw, gnaw. Jaw movement.
People are so afraid of their rights being infringed upon—of being oppressed—of being taken advantage of—they cannot control themselves; they have to square you away.
Hmm. I’m venting, aren’t I? …Maybe that’s why people use all this jaw movement!
Nah. Not gonna do it, wouldn’t be prudent…
WDJD? Isa. 53:7 He was oppressed and He was afflicted, Yet He opened not His mouth; He was led as a lamb to the slaughter, And as a sheep before its shearers is silent, So He opened not His mouth.