I couldn't very well teach them these things, could I?
I couldn't very well say and do these things and still please God, could I?
But it was so hard to break that habit, and I really wanted to let everyone else know how stupid they were. Plus, it made me feel better to vent my anger and frustration.
But it was wrong on so many levels.
Then I read in Romans 12 (the "love" chapter):
Bless those who persecute you. Bless and do not curse. (v12)
It was the word, "curse" that caught my eye, because at the time, I was being convicted of how my truck driver mouth displeased and offended God.
Okay, so maybe these drivers weren't exactly persecuting me, but they sure were ticking me off (which is not exactly the word I would have chosen at that time).
I really wanted to do right by God, but I was having such a difficult time changing!
Well, I thought, I could bless these
So I decided to try it.
It wasn't long before my whole driving demeanor changed. People didn't annoy me so much anymore. And I genuinely felt to bless the person as they went along their merry way, oblivious to the fact that they just did something that almost caused me to have a fatal accident.
The best part was when I heard my kids in the back seat say, "God bless that man!" when they didn't hear me say it right away, or saw me losing my resolve...or sometimes, before I even had a chance! And I had to laugh.
Many years have passed since then. My children are now adults. I wish I could say that they have kept that tradition, but I have been a passenger with both. One typically says nothing about other drivers; the other...well...that one has a ways to go with the whole blessing/cursing thing.
As for me?
I typically have a lot more patience driving these days. Maybe it's age. Maybe it's because I'm just not in a hurry to get anywhere anymore. Maybe I just realize that we all do dumb stuff when we drive (Sometimes I'll do something dumb, and afterwards, I'll say, "Oh, I'm sorry!" as if the other driver can hear me!). Most of the time, I realize that drivers are not intentionally singling me out.
Mostly, it's just not worth my time to become offended at things anymore, on the road and off. I've learned to be forgiving and not take things personally. And my life is richer and more peaceful for it.
However...I wonder if it's time to get back to that which started it all...blessing instead of cursing. I'm not doing either. But maybe it's time I start blessing again.
You may want to try it. It diffuses the anger and kind of makes you chuckle!
"God bless that man."
Blessings Along the Path,
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