The other morning I woke up with my right eye on fire! It felt like I had something in it; it was watering like a baby crying, aching and shut tight. Trying to open it just made it worse. There was no waiting it out to see if it would get better on it's own. I was off to the doctor.
I arrived at the local urgent care center around 9am. Yep, waiting room already full. I checked in, plopped my crybaby face down in an empty chair and resolved myself to spending a few hours with one eye closed, waiting for relief to come my way. Funny thing about one eye being shut, you still can see with the other eye, and I found myself observing others in the waiting room.
My focus quickly went to a mom and her son sitting nearby. The little boy, around 4 years old and his mom were just a few seats away, but mom could be seen and heard all over that waiting area. By the conversation they were having, I could tell the little boy was at least apprehensive about seeing a doctor. However mom was offering no comfort. In fact she was adding to his fear.
Mom was far more concerned with texting on her cell phone than comforting the little guy. Mom soon became more and more irritated. Whatever the source of her irritation (who she was texting on the phone or something else) soon her little son was the recipient of her manifested anger. He was no more than four feet away when she began berating him louder and louder.
She repeatedly, and at no low volume, told him to "shut up and sit your ass down or I'm going to slap the hell out of you"... among other threating instructions. During most of these rants, she never even looked up from her phone.
Finally, she did slap him. I wasn't looking at them when it happened, so I don't know where she got him, but I heard it! I truly wanted to jump up and give her a dose of her own medicine. Does she even consider how her verbal and physical abuse will shape his character. I'm not saying spanking when necessary and popping a child on the butt is wrong, but the way she was treating her son was abusive! I could see that with one eye closed.
I did jump up. I jumped up and moved to the other side of the room. Really effective response there Greg. By not doing anything, did I condone that treatment of a child. There was a whole room full of people. No one said anything, no one did anything. Is this what I have come to? Is this what we have come to? Do we just walk around living our lives with "one eye closed"? The eye we love with.
I later prayed by myself for that little guy. Do you know of children you could be praying for?
By the way. The mom finally got tired of waiting. They left without the boy getting any treatment at all.
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