This weekend was pretty much a blur. Horrible illness that took over my son and I which left us in bed for a long time. It wasn’t pretty my friends. I’ll save you the details. It was our four day weekend and we had to cancel all plans. Today was looking up! The rain cleared this morning and we had a lot of errands to catch up on before school and work tomorrow. Plus don’t forget memory scripture, spelling words, and oh yeah clean the germs house this morning (most was done yesterday). So after our 7th stop today and my little main squeeze getting his braces on we were headed home. I was exhausted and my kids had yet to have a meltdown so you know what that means…it was coming.
I was leaving a parking lot me their was terrible blind spots from both directions. I saw a truck to my right and was able to stop but when I started to turn left I saw an SUV coming that turned in. We weren’t even close to coming in a wreck I basically just made her feel that I took her right away. I knew this because of the face she made at me and made sure I could see. I was very sorry. I was heartbroken. Not because it hurt my feelings like I deserve to be treated like anything special but because in the moment these tiny words echoed. Do you do this to others? Ugh I wanted to sink. I am guilty of giving that look like seriously you just did that. Regardless of why or what it’s no free pass to behave that way.
Then I was reminded I don’t know what anyone else is going through. She didn’t know how my weekend went. She didn’t know my to do list after being so sick and having to get all this done. She didn’t know that I was giggling with my kids in the car and thanking God for them after leaving the cement art visiting my other daughter. I don’t know what others are going through. What I do know is Jesus didn’t die on the cross to watch us treat others this way, we teach our kids how to act, how to treat others, and how to be responsible, yet we throw our hands up and make faces to the next adult in the car that may have done something unintentionally wrong. Whatever it may be.
I am sorry to her today. I am sorry I added that frustration to her to behave like that. I am not sorry for the circumstance to be reminded of Jesus and his love on the cross.
Be mindful. Be gentle. Be humble. Be authentic. Be kind. It just takes a spark to start a fire.