Christmas pressures have a way of bringing out the real you. Have you noticed?
I’m at the mall Christmas shopping. I’m waiting at the curb. A car pulls up. A dear, sweet, old, grandmother-type opens the door and gets out. Her husband is dropping her off so she won’t have to walk far.
What happens next I will never be able to get out of my mind. If I had this scene on YouTube it would go viral. She puts her purse over her shoulder and closes the door. Her husband sees a parking place open up close-by. He is checking his rear-view mirror to see if he can dart over there. He does not look back at his wife, but he hears the door close and assumes it is safe to drive away. He guns his engine to be sure he gets the coveted parking spot before anyone else can. His haste will cost him.
What he does not see is that when the door closes his wife’s purse strap is caught in the door. She has the purse securely over her shoulder. When he races away she is spun around and thrown to the ground. I run out to help her to her feet, but see refuses my hand, ignores me. She scrambles to her feet and begins to vomit out vile profanity. I back away to a safe distance.
He parks the car. She stalks over and gets in. He sits at the wheel staring silently forward. I walk out to my car and drive back carefully to pick up my family. When I pass the car I can still hear her using her bar-room vocabulary on him.
She looked for all the world like a sweet little old lady… until she opened her mouth. Then everyone within a city block knew that her heart was as foul as a sewer.
Jesus said a good person out of the good treasure of his heart brings forth good things but an evil person out of the evil treasure of his heart brings forth evil things. I want my heart to be a treasure of good things–even when I skin my knee–at Christmas.
November 26, 2012