But I still need patients (or patience I guess). It's funny how you go into a ministry job seeking to love and impact young lives, but the ones who are in need of the most love are the hardest to love. D doesn't have many friends, and is picked on by the others. Obviously we try and keep an eye on the teasing and name calling and deal with offenders appropriately; but that doesn't mean I myself still don't feel like calling D names some days. He is just aggravating, the kind of kid that gets under your skin. I feel horrible but that's the honest truth, and being honest and confessing about things like this is how we can start to let ourselves be transformed.
I took D to a local greasy diner for lunch one day. He had a cheeseburger and poutine -- I ordered a cheeseburger and fries, but I didn't eat any of it. D doesn't have the best table manners. He was shoving the food in his mouth, and talking while it was still half eaten; the food would spray in my face and on to my food.
I couldn't help but think to myself I can't wait to get out of here. This kid is disgusting. Not only that but the way and things he talked about annoyed me. He tried to be funny but was far from it. I can't stand this kid!!! I was thinking 10 minutes into our lunch.
And this whole time I'm thinking this and waiting for him to finish his meal so we can leave, all I can hear God saying to me is I love D so much. This is one of my chosen ones. I cherish him. I hold him in my arms each day like a new-born son. You are meant to love him.
Gah!!!
It is a process of transformation, learning to love those that annoy us. But it is God's will. Those who are the hardest to love are in need of it the most.
Word
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