Linda swallowed deeply. “Two no.”
Across the table, Marsha’s eyes were burning through her. Marsha slammed her cards down on the table. “Linda, what under God’s green earth brought you to say that? I can’t support that. Sheesh, I don’t know why I bother to come here any more; none of you want to play seriously.”
Beth and Karla scooted back from the table and folded their cards. Obviously, ready to watch the upcoming weekly tirade of Marsha. Linda continued to hold her cards upright.
Linda peered over the top of her cards. “I can make it.”
“You couldn’t make your own bed. You haven’t a clue how to play the game. That’s it, I’m outa here.” Marsha picked up her coffee cup, set it on the kitchen counter and stomped out of the room, but paused in the living room and appeared to have interest in a television news broadcast.
The routine had been almost the same since the club began. Marsha would blow up at the slightest little thing. She would “pitch her fit.” Then the other members would try to appease her. She would either slam the door and leave, or finally sit back down at the table.
Linda sat perfectly still. “I can make it.”
“Not a chance.” Marsha’s voice trailed off in the living room.
Linda finally put her cards on the table and walked toward the living room. A large cushioned settee was placed in front of the couch. A group of Sunday school materials were scattered on the top. Linda picked up a Bible. “Marsha, I know you are still angry, but can we chat a minute?”
“Say what ya gotta say, and get it over with.” Marsha’s condescending tone sent a chill up Linda’s spine.
Linda tried to smile. “No philosophy today, I just want to share something we talked about in Sunday school.”
Marsha looked over the top of her half rimmed glasses. “God have something to say about bidding two no trump?”
“No silly. But, He does talk about needless anger. Sweetie, please don’t get mad when I tell you that these anger flashes are driving our little group apart. Look what it says in the Bible.” Linda quickly turned to James 1:19 and read, “Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak, and slow to become angry, for a man’s anger does not bring about the righteous life that God desires (NIV).” Linda softly closed the Bible. “Honey, these angry moments are moving you away from God, and I so care about you that I had to risk telling you.”
Marsha sank into the sofa and said nothing. Linda reached over touched her hand then returned to the kitchen with the other two women. The ladies each poured another cup of coffee. From the living room Linda heard a slight whimper. All three women rushed into the living room and gathered around Marsha.
“I’m sorry.” Marsha tried to say more but tears were running down her face.
Linda touched Marsha’s shoulder. “We know you are angry about something inside, but we only care that you and God are still communicating. That His Grace still burns in you rather than anger. “
“You are all too much. I love you guys.” Marsha’s maudlin tones revealed a truthful sorrow. She stood and all the women embraced.
Linda headed back to the table. “The bid is still two no trump.”
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