Curses

It never fails to annoy me when I hear of parents and teachers who abuse their authority in a child's life and pronouncing curses and unhelpful words into their lives.

Today, my friend Joe, finally stood up to his lecturer after a few months of verbal abuse.

Here's the straw that broke the camel's back:

"Joe , you are a real idiot , I don't know what stupidity you have there and I think it must have been a curse from your generation. I bet your brothers and sisters are all irresponsible, stupid damn morons," so says the lecturer.

I found it very hard to stomach such remarks and I was glad to note that Joe's classmates have filed a complaint against this lecturer.

As we contemplated on the situation and prayed about it, God reminded us that He is more interested in our response than in the lecturer's words. Bad stuff happens all the time, hand in hand with the good ones. We cannot prevent people from spewing their poison to us, but we can choose to respond rightly.

Now that Joe and his classmates have taken the proper course of action by complaining to the relevant authorities, we prayed that God will give him the grace to forgive and wisdom to relate to the lecturer in future. And we prayed that God will heal the hearts of those who have been wounded by the thoughtless and bitter words uttered the lecturer.

What the lecturer uttered to Joe was quite extreme but it is a sober reminder that I should be careful of the words that I use whenever I am angry.

In your anger do not sin;
when you are on your beds,
search your hearts and be silent.

~ Psalm 4:4