Wednesday, September 12, 2012

A little gray . . .

As I left to retrieve my son's water bottle from the car during a break at his sport's practice yesterday, I overheard his friend ask, "Is that your grandma?"

My first thought went to my increasing gray hairs that cannot be hidden at 38 years of age.  Should I dye my hair to keep from being asked that question in the future?  You know, I could let the comment take seed and fester, prompting me to take action, make a rash decision.  Nah.  I've done the hair coloring thing in the past.  Not good experiences for me, although I know lots of people who do it and love the results.  I guess I should get used to the question.  But was that why he asked it?

His question could have been prompted by my English conversation in a Spanish-speaking country.  It also could have been the result of his own experiences - maybe his own grandparents are the ones who take him to practice.  He's an 8 year old kid, maybe he was just making conversation.  We're new to the school, after all.  Whatever the case, I decided to not let it bother me and smiled ever so slightly as I continued on my way to the car.

It made me think of how we are perceived in other situations.  Sometimes people ask their question out loud, other times they keep it to themselves, yet either way an opinion is formed.  Why do they ask it?  We may never know.  But, more importantly, how do we respond?  How do I respond?  I hope that my initial response is not defensive or sarcastic.  That could stop the conversation before it has even begun.  I love the Scripture in Romans that encourages us in this regard:

"If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone." (12:18)

I think most of the time, it is possible.

Lord, help me to keep the lines of communication open.  I don't want to let the "little stuff" get under my skin and keep me from being a potential witness for You.  May my response to all those I come in contact with point to You and away from myself. Amen.