There are those of us who are so engaged in our own lives we forget to see those around us. We get so ticked off when someone gets in our way and causes us to be late, we forget that that person is a person.
I am such a person.
I find myself yelling at the car in front of me. A lot. Especially when we are in a turn lane.
Me: It’s green. It’s GREEN! It’s GREEN!
Car does not move.
Me: Go! Go! Go!
Driver takes foot off the brake.
Me: You gotta go faster! You gotta stay right behind the car in front of you! Let’s GO!
Car makes it through the yellow light leaving me to fume at the red light.
And fume I do. Muttering and sputtering.
I need to remember that the driver may have had a good reason to not go as fast as I would have liked.
Maybe their car stalled.
Maybe their child was crying and needed something.
Maybe they just got a bee sting.
Either way I need to open my eyes and see people through God’s eyes, not Gianna eyes.
This includes members even of my own family. They can be overlooked in an attempt to do life.
On the first Friday of school, Wordgirl came home from school. Dash ran out to give her a hug and Princess Pea followed right behind him. Wordgirl took their hugs and continued shuffling to our front door.
Fortunately, my aunt was at our house. If she had not been, I would not have even noticed Wordgirl’s blueness.
Lis: Oh. What’s wrong?
Me: Huh, I don’t know!
All it took was another person’s perspective, and I was able to sit down with Wordgirl as she cried telling me all about her day.
If Lis hadn’t been there, I would have completely ignored Wordgirl and carried on with life. And then when Wordgirl needed to talk, it would have been an inconvienence.
Lis’s observation reminded me to open my eyes.
Take a moment and really look at someone.
Even if it means you are staring at them for a whole minute.
And they think you are a freak.
(please don’t go doing this to children. You may frighten them and cause someone to call the cops–and do you really want to deal with that? Discernment, people, please!)