My neighbor and I were discussing a particularly difficult situation he had faced with someone in his life. I could only nod in understanding, for certainly there have been people or situations in my life that fall into the "difficult" category.
Then the words passed my lips and were spoken ...
"Yes, I know those feelings well. Truly there are people in our lives that bring out the worst in us."In the next breath, the first thought was followed by this second one:
"Then again, how else might we know the worst is in us were it not for such people?"
He blinked then, as if something had gotten into his eye; and as if he wasn't quite sure how to respond.
I did likewise, which meant the two of us looked a wee bit puzzled for several seconds (that seemed more like an hour).
It struck me that there was now a provocative ponderance dangling mid-air; one to be dissected and digested.
In truth, I'm not exactly sure what it was that actually struck the blinking neighbor (flippancy? ... wisdom? ... dullness? ...)
I realized immediately that I was going to have to develop the thoughts associated with the worst in me further.In the days since here is what I've derived thus far:
- What a blessing is given when the worst in me surfaces.
- When I'm aware of the worst in me, it simply means I have some; and it may well be time to deal with it.
- Unless and until nothing brings out the worst in me, I need work.
- No one and nothing can bring out the worst in me without my permission.
- It's possible to see the worst in someone else without use of a critical eye.
- I may well be the agent that brings about the worst in someone/something else.
I doubt I'm through with "deriving".
Likely you're blinking now too.