by jot and tittle

We all have them, those friends that think your sole purpose of life is to jump however high they demand on the spot. I recently had been building up a heavy dose of resentment toward one of my friends and this resentment came to a climax at one point last week. I was venting to my mother and little sister about this friend and they, in a godly way, were trying to convict me of my sin but I was so annoyed that I didn't bother to listen. It wasn't till later when I was reading the Bible that God hit me hard in the heart. I was reading 1 Corinthians 13 which really isn't the smart thing to do when you want to be angry. Here's how I read it. "Becca is patient with ____ Becca must be kind to ____" And so on. The parts that were particularly convicting had to do with not being rude, insisting on my own way, irritable (I was pretty irritable) or resentful. It was a good lesson for me. I hope those of you who are going through things with your friends will be enc

I stood by the counter at work bagging apples. I turned when I heard footsteps enter the store and smiled at a middle aged woman who entered. “Hello, how are you doing today?” I asked in a cheerful voice.      “Good,” she answered. “Do you have a washroom?” I said yes and proceeded to direct her when she said, “My son is coming in on crutches.” From the corner of my eye I saw a young man in his early twenties hobbling towards me. I mentally took a deep breath because I’m not fond of helping young men. He came closer and I looked him squarely in the eye and said, “right down this hallway, it’s the last door on the right.”       His eyes met mine and he responded with a gentle “thank you.” I turned on my heel and finished preparing the apples. The young man came back and helped his mother collect what they needed. When he was looking at the tomatoes I saw the reason for his crutches. The left leg of his track pants was rolled up just below where his knee should have been to