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The Child Who Became A Beast to Forgive

Fiction:

The first day I saw her was when I walked into the Meat shop on Jackson street. She was standing behind the counter calculating the cost of four pounds of turkey for a customer. I smiled at her and said “hello,” but she glared back at me and continued what she was doing. I shrugged my shoulders and kept walking. Maybe she was having a bad day. Who knows? I picked up a shopping basket and proceeded down the second aisle.

As I put some packs of fresh beef in my basket I hummed to the lyrics of a song I had heard on the radio that morning, “When I think of You…and the world’s alright with me. Lord, just one thought of You…and I know it’s gonna be….a lovely day! Lovely day, lovely day, lovely day, lovely day.”

I finished selecting what I wanted and went up to stand in line to pay for my meat. I was still humming and shaking my head. I must have looked like a joyful crack-head. After a few minutes of standing in line my turn came.

“Hello,” I said to the girl at the counter for the second time that day. I hoped she would respond this time and let my joy infect her.

“Ma’am, just put your stuff on the scale.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” I said smiling. “I forgot to do so.”

“Be sorry for yourself. Just put your stuff there. Hurry up ma’am. I don’t have all day.”

“I apologize,” I quickly muttered. “I didn’t mean to delay the line.”

“Like I said ma’am, keep it to yourself!” She talked so loudly that I was sure everyone else standing on the line heard.

I quickly arranged my beef on the scale. In that moment I felt as though the walls were closing in on me and choking me in the silent pangs of the room. I felt like wickedness had slowly sucked the life out of me and I was left with nothing more than the fragments of my earlier joy. The lyrics of “lovely day” were quickly wiped away my memory. I made my payments and hurried out of the store.

As I sat in my car I wondered what I had done to tick the store girl off. Was it something I said? Was it the previous customer? Why was she that rude? And unhappy?

The Other Side of the Beast Who Hurt You:
No one has an excuse to hurt your feelings
But what if her childhood was wrecked?
What if she was raped multiple times?
What if she’s from a divorced home?
What if all her children were killed in a fire?
What if her husband was away at war?
No one has an excuse to hurt your feelings
But what if her legs were amputated?
What if she has cancer?
What if she lost her right kidney?
What if she is suicidal?
What if someone took her dreams away?
No one has an excuse to hurt your feelings
But what if no one understands her?
What if she has no family?
What if she has no true friends?
What if her life is only a shadow behind yours?
What if?

This post was inspired by a question I received yesterday, “How do you forgive someone who’s hurt you again and again without them asking for forgiveness” (paraphrased). I think many times if we truly investigate why people are the way they are (harsh, hurtful, and unrelenting)…we will find out so many mouth-dropping hideous things in their lives. Bad things that happen are not an excuse for people to attack you or carry out all their frustrations on you. Still, you don’t need to always react to people at face value. You don’t need to react to their words or actions. Seeing past all that can help us forgive easily. You never know what people are going through. You may never understand how the child in them became the adult beast. Plus, we are not perfect ourselves…we’ve hurt other people too.

Maybe that’s why Jesus answered, “Forgive your brother seventy times seven times” (Matthew 18:21-22); Or why He said, “To him who strikes you on the one cheek, offer the other also. And from him who takes away your cloak, do not withhold the tunic either” (Luke 6:29). You just never know how much someone needs your tunic. Just forgive the theft.

Question for the day: Do you feel that some people really are undeserving of your forgiveness?

Writer:

Jennifer Erere Abayowa is a growing author and established blogger. She’s been writing on her blog, “Light-A-Lamp” under the pen name “Jaycee” since September 2006 and has gained over 37,000 visitors from 146 Countries around the world. Her website is www.lightherlamp.com. Her inspirational writings have attracted such awards as Most Inspiring blogger (2009), Best Religion Blog (2009 & 2010), and Best Personal Development Blog (2010)-Nigerian Blog Awards. 
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  1. Love it J!!
    You had put this story on ur site b4???–I am almost sure I have read that fiction b4. Well written, about Bad things not being an excuse BUT at the same time not reacting to people at face value.#Key point. Forgiveness is hard sometimes but I like to think of it as “I am doing MYSELF a favor” forgiving huever offended me–nd I guess that is what helps me.

  2. Jaycee you’re at it again. Do you this night I thought so intently that I find it difficult to forgive,I mean let go of an offense,I justify it all the way. And it stems up from growing years-probably not an abuse but I believe there is something trying to ray its ugly head(from my past). Could it be inherited from my parents? Well, God will help me out now. And as I read yours the scripture in Mathew 18 came to the fore;”Eno,forgive seventy times seven times”There is NO excuse whatsoever but to FORGIVE,God help me. God bless for sharing!

  3. Jaycee you’re at it again. Do you know this night I thought so intently that I find it difficult to forgive,I mean letting go of an offense,I justify it all the way. And it stems up from growing years-probably not an abuse but I believe there is something trying to ray its ugly head(from my past). Could it be inherited from my parents? Well, God will help me out now. And as I read yours the scripture in Mathew 18 came to the fore;”Eno,forgive seventy times seven times”There is NO excuse whatsoever but to FORGIVE,God help me. God bless for sha

  4. aycee you’re at it again. Do you know this night I thought so intently that I find it difficult to forgive,I mean letting go of an offence,I justify it all the way. And it stems up from growing years-probably not an abuse but I believe there is something trying to ray its ugly head(from my past). Could it be inherited from my parents? Well, God will help me out now. And as I read yours the scripture in Mathew 18 came to the fore;”Eno,forgive seventy times seven times”There is NO excuse whatsoever but to FORGIVE,God help me. God bless for sharing!

  5. jaycee, thanks for this ,this is seeing forgiveness in a new light, it’s wise to take pause before we go all self righteous on someone who hurt us.

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