In my early teenage years, I had a personal, everyday encounter with what it meant to be a hypocrite. Someone close to me hurt me continually, verbally and emotionally, when I was with her, but then when out with her friends would be all syrupy sweet. It sickened me, and I resolved to be honest and genuine myself. I know it’s always easier to see someone else’s flaws over your own, so I make it a point to work on in myself whatever bothers me about others. I believe it was Gandhi that had the same idea: “Be the change you want to see in the world.”
A couple of mornings ago I grabbed a pear for breakfast and sliced it so I could eat it as I headed out the door to church. I looked through the fruit basket in my kitchen, fumbling through the various pears for one that looked good from the outside. I gently squeezed each one to determine which was the ripest and would therefore be the softest and sweetest. Once I had determined which piece of fruit I wanted, I Continue reading “Pretty Fruit”
As the flu season has ravaged its way across the United States, I’ve noticed a pattern. People become “infected” with the flu, and it starts small–maybe a headache or sniffly nose. Gradually it becomes worse, but they continue on with their normal routines until all at once, they are completely taken down by the flu and remain so for around two weeks. Slowly they make their way back into society, but other people catch the germs from them and then the cycle starts all over again.
From this, I noticed a loose parallel to our spiritual lives (except of course it’s a positive thing and not negative like the flu). Continue reading “Infected”