When I left the hospital, every last drop of energy had been drained from my body. I had never met anyone as bitter as the man I had left in the hospital room this evening. The angry words whirled around inside my head as I thought back on the visit and wondered if there could have been anything I could have said to have given the man a little hope for a brighter future. He wasn’t mad about the accident that had left him without the use of his left arm. He wasn’t even angry that his helper had been the one to let the ladder slip and fall and cause the accident. No, the man was angry because he refused to love.
I had sat in the hospital waiting room and wondered why nobody had come to check on him. When they wheeled him to his room, I expected someone to call to find out how he was doing, but no one ever rang the room. Even the nurses were reluctant to tend to his care. It was as if he projected some sort of shield from his body that said, “Stay Away!”
I diagnosed his problem shortly after he began to speak. He complained about everything that came to his mind. His ex-wife, his ex-children, his ex-parents, and even an ex-dog got the brunt of his bitterness. He had exed everyone and everything off his list. He thought he would go further and complain about God, so I had to stop him in his long list of “everyone’s against me” complaints and preach to him for a while. Served him right, too.
I went on for a good thirty minutes or so about the love of God. Should have went longer, but to be honest, I was wondering myself how God could love this man. I know I shouldn’t have thoughts like that, but sometimes they just pop into my head without warning. Even as I pondered the man and the love of God, I was glad that God loves the whole world. Everyone needs to experience the love of someone. Who better to experience love from than Love Himself? And even though I sometimes find it easier to love some people more than others, I know that God loves all people with all His heart.
I’m convinced that even this bitter man, received the full burst of love from the heart of God. It may have just been from a different part of all His heart.
I know people like this. Just dealt with one this week. So hard inside, determined that all the world is against him, in full body armor against love or grace. I often wonder about these kinds of folks. I am so sure of God's love for me, and I so want to love Him back for that and show others that love, I simply cannot figure this sort of bitter person out. I still like your writing style. Very warm and homey (no, I did NOT say homely!) Keep sending them in.