The Uninvited Guests

She heard the knock at the door.  Who would be calling at this time?  Standing there was the last person she expected.  Miss Pity breezed in and past her.  Her presence filled the space and her essence permeated everything.  Right behind her trouped, doubt, fear, mistrust and few more of her close friends.

I didn’t invite you she told the guest.  I came anyway because I just knew you needed me.  She was right.  Feeling sorry for myself I allowed Miss Pity to set the agenda for my morning.  There was the gentle reminder of who had offended me then she laid out a long list of things from my past. We sat down as the delectable morsels of faded memories and accusations we spread before me.

She was right.  I needed her.  I needed to feel that poor little oh me syndrome.  It wasn’t long before doubt and fear unpacked their basket of goodies and I was overcome with what they said  was  true.  It wasn’t but then they were really convincing.  Mistrust was the last to bring her enticing delights.  I should only trust Pity and her friends she reminded me.

Yes, yes, they were right.  I shouldn’t be treated like this I thought to myself.  The ladies, my so called friends, spoke cruel and punishing words. I didn’t need friends who would whisper behind my back and share things I had said in confidence.

Fear was dancing for glee.  This pity party was going exactly as planned.  It wouldn’t be long before their hostess would be filled with fear and mistrust.  They would have her captive then. They could control her and she would never breakthrough to victory.

They twisted God’s word to fit their agenda saying, “If God  really cares – then why is everyone else blessed and not you.”  God is punishing you was another tidbit they placed on my plate. He really doesn’t care about you.

These uninvited guests were winning.  They could feel it and they settled down for what they thought would be a long extended visit.

The phone rang and the hostess rose to answer.  Her guests said let it go, they will call back later.  After all these uninvited guests had so much more to share.

No, no she couldn’t do that.  “Hello,” she said.  It was her friend and she had called to remind her that she would be there in a few minutes to pick her up.  She had forgotten – a girls lunch out.  She didn’t feel like going but – she was one to not disappoint.  She dismissed her guests and Miss Pity and her pals were ushered out.

Lunch was delightful.  Her three friends brought her gifts.  They shared love, joy and peace with her.  Prayer time and reading from the Father’s love letter (the Bible) encouraged her heart.  Sharing together they told her everyone goes through those times of having a “pity party.”

It was time to go home.  She left encouraged and lifted by their friendship and love.  She determined the next time Miss Pity came to call she would refuse to entertain her and would close the door.  She just didn’t have time for them anymore.

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