When a man’s ways are pleasing to the Lord, he makes even his enemies live at peace with him. Better a little with righteousness than much gain with injustice. In his heart a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps. Prov 16:7-9 NIV Little old me needs to read this every day.
Just how difficult is it as a Mom to take that breath and speak gentler with the little ones we are charged to bring up? How about with that Hubby of ours when he has exasperated you with just enough nonsense to begin our huffing sighs and the dreaded and feared eyeroll? When the junior high drama starts and my daughter breathlessly fills me in on the ultimate infraction of the day and the horrid creature who dared wrong her, my words make her laugh and she instantly recognizes the truth in them. I tell her to “hold the door” (A little explanation is necessary, I am sure). I offer this sage bit of advice to her friends as well, who also are passing on my little bit of motherly wisdom, gained through His instruction.
When we go to the Wawa, don’t we smile our kindest smile, and go out of our way to be the first to hold the door open for our unknown Wawa buddy, who is coming in/going out at the same time? Why are we fighting for the door for perfect strangers, kindly, smiling, laughing sometimes, grinning for minutes after the fact when we get in our cars and drive away? Because it feels nice, that’s why.
It feels nice to do something kind and simple like holding a door. So that’s what I tell her, not to be fake and try to pretend being someone’s best bud, but to simply extend the kindness you would show a stranger when holding the door at Wawa. Yes, even to the meanie who criticized your hair to your best friend yesterday! Because once you know His truth, it can’t be hidden no matter how hard you try, and you know when you are doing wrong in your actions, and it makes you feel crummy but you do it anyway. His truth is in you, guiding your steps. We just need to remember to hold the door long enough to see Him return the smile through that person holding the cappuccino.(“Wawa” is a local convenience store!)