There was one time last year during the hot summer days when again i was reminded on my lack of hospitality.
There was this delivery man who came in sweating and panting from the heat of the sun. I figured out later that he walked with the heavy basket all the way from the neighborhood gate to the second floor of where our apartment is. As he was done with the delivery, he made gestures pointing to the air conditioner in our living room. Silly me, i have not understood what he meant and happily told him to go already since i found the delivery complete and in good condition. He hesitated for awhile and did not go out as i have gestured him to do so i gradually opened the front door wide and waited for him to go out.
Again it was too late for me to realize that what he needs (in all his pointing the sofa and the air conditioner) is to just stay for awhile inside our house so that he can rest and let cool before going back to the heat of the sun. As soon as i figured out, my heart sunk again! (not again, i thought). I started running downstairs to call the man so that i can accommodate him inside. Too late, i just saw his back far away from our block in the midst of the glaring sun! As if adding pain to injury, my mom told me that he saw the man sat down at the stairs downstairs while drinking his glass of tea, resting.
This time, i cried. I can't believe myself to be so insensitive to others' needs. I can't accept that i do not have the common sense of understanding what people needs even though it is already being shown to me right before my very eyes....
How many times will God give me lessons like this? It is so eating me up...When will i ever learn?
There was this delivery man who came in sweating and panting from the heat of the sun. I figured out later that he walked with the heavy basket all the way from the neighborhood gate to the second floor of where our apartment is. As he was done with the delivery, he made gestures pointing to the air conditioner in our living room. Silly me, i have not understood what he meant and happily told him to go already since i found the delivery complete and in good condition. He hesitated for awhile and did not go out as i have gestured him to do so i gradually opened the front door wide and waited for him to go out.
Again it was too late for me to realize that what he needs (in all his pointing the sofa and the air conditioner) is to just stay for awhile inside our house so that he can rest and let cool before going back to the heat of the sun. As soon as i figured out, my heart sunk again! (not again, i thought). I started running downstairs to call the man so that i can accommodate him inside. Too late, i just saw his back far away from our block in the midst of the glaring sun! As if adding pain to injury, my mom told me that he saw the man sat down at the stairs downstairs while drinking his glass of tea, resting.
This time, i cried. I can't believe myself to be so insensitive to others' needs. I can't accept that i do not have the common sense of understanding what people needs even though it is already being shown to me right before my very eyes....
How many times will God give me lessons like this? It is so eating me up...When will i ever learn?