Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Have you ever found yourself getting involved in a situation that you know, in the back of your mind, will get you in trouble, yet you do it anyway, trying to help? Some days I just forget that there are mean, petty people in the world. I guess I stick my head in the sand and ignore the fact that there are people out there who really don't like me. Which is fine, most of the time. But from my hidey-hole on the beach, its hard to remember those people are out to get me when I do try to help them. What other reason would a person have for complaining that I notified our church that her little newborn son was in the hospital, when she herself was trying to reach someone from the church and couldn't? She obviously doesn't care that the church knew--or knew at least part of the information. But she obviously does care that I was involved. I just don't get it. Really. It makes me want to bury myself deeper in the sand and never come out.