“Honey”
This tuesday was kinda a bust. Sort of. I got up early and was on my way to work. I was on track to be about 10 minutes early (which if you know me…this is a miracle!). I was on 29 around Rhodes Jordan park when the person in front of me stopped kinda suddenly. I stopped and had PLENTY of room between the two of us. Then i looked back to make sure the person behind me didnt hit me. Phew, he didnt. Then, bang…he did. The girl behind him had hit him and pushed him into me. So i pulled into the gas station right there and so did both of the other vehicles. Then, the man who hit me got out and started saying "why did you stop? i didnt hit you". "um…yes, sir you did", i replied. He proceeded to insist that he did not and wanted to know where he had hit me (the bumper, obviously…dummy) and as we examined my car i noticed a couple of areas where his paint from his car was on mine (no big deal…it didnt scratch my car, just buffed his paint onto mine…totally fixable) AND that the screws from his plate on the front of his car had made 2 tiny indentions in my bumber. He was adamant that his car couldnt have done that until he looked at the front of his car and saw the screws. HA! stupid man..i knew i was right!
Then his wife proceeded to say "so, are you gonna say now that your neck hurts?" UGGGG! how RUDE? "obviously not" i replied. THEN she said…"you have more scratches on your front bumper than that caused" BULL CRAP! I explained to her that i have BUG GUTS on my bumper like anyone else but NO scratches and that my car is 9 months old and HAS NOT been in a wreck. But in all seriousness, i said that very nicely. I dont know why. I just kept thinking "what if i get the opprotunity to invite them to church. Maybe not today, but sometime down the road…i dont want to ruin my testimony". THEN…
the man said "HONEY, how old are you?". Oh, that was IT! Honey? I dont think so. So i said "old enough to know that when i buy a vehicle brand new without any scratches or dents that it is MY right to keep it in that condition". YEAH! Then he tried telling me that if i filed a claim for something like this MY insurance would go up. Do i look stupid? I know i look young…but even as a teen i knew better. So i said, no sir, unfortunately YOUR insurance may be affected, but seeing as how i am not at fault, i would not expect for my insurance to be involved at all. AND that unless the damage was over $750 then his insurance premium should not go up either. He, of course, said that wasnt true. I told him that was the case with my insurance and he said "yeah, i’d like to know what insurance YOU have" scarcastically. STATE FARM idiot!
Ok, so your gonna think i’m a wus, but i didnt end up calling the police OR filing a claim. I just kept thinking of all the times i’ve made driving mistakes and how grateful I am that people have been nice enough to let very minor things slide. I did NOT make that decision based on him or his wife and how they treated me…because honestly, he was a total JERK who is married to a JERK! And as much as i would love to call and let them know that i’m not filing a claim but that the decision wasnt based on how they treated me, i think its best if i lose his number.
The whole morning was so frustrating! But i’m trusting that what satan means for evil, God can use for good. That includes ME. My fleshly desire was to return evil for evil…to not let anyone talk down to me. But at church that night i was sharing this story w/ a couple who is such a mentor to us and jim said something that totally humbled me. I was sharing how a couple of weeks ago i went into a bar/grill down the road to order chicken fingers to go and i got carded (you have to be 21 to even be in a bar like this…rough…but close and good food). I was so irritated. I didnt want alcohol, just CHICKEN…and i was a little rue to the lady because ONCE AGAIN, she called me honey. Pet peeve: do not call me honey…its condensending. But i went back and apologized to her for being a little rude and she proceeded to be hateful (i guess so that she had the last word). I bit my tongue, but wanted to scream.
Point being, i was sharing this w/ jim and debbie and jim reminded me that God may continue putting me in situations where people talk down to me until i learn to handle myself differently. OUCH. Seriously, that makes me want to cry. 1st of all, i realized how prideful i am. Jesus was run all over and turned the other cheek and loved people. Who am I that people should show me respect? and 2nd, why does God insist on continuing to work with me. I am SO difficult. And so humbled.
I’ll write more later on what god has been doing. I’m not liking it…but find myself in awe of HIM and His plan. Sorry this was so long. But in the words of morgan…its my blog and my perrogative. Haha!
