Chide: (v) to scold or rebuke
Some of the more painful moments in life are when we experience disappointment or defeat–and after the sting of the failure is dying down–the chiders show up.
They have three distinct approaches that really do stink:
- “I had a feeling this wouldn’t work.”
- “I’m disappointed in you.”
Oh, I see. It’s not enough that life has slapped me in the face. You have brought fresh salt for the wound. It doesn’t even matter if I’m impressed enough by you to be hurt by your disappointment. Disappointment is often the straw that kills many a camel.
- “If it were me…”
Yes, folks who have all the facts available to them have now seen the outcome and understand the complete situation, but relentlessly explain how they would have done things just right.
We talk about love all the time. It’s a good thing.
We talk about kindness. Certainly valuable.
But the greatest gift a human being can offer is mercy.
Since life has kicked you in the teeth, I promise not to remind you of the high cost of dental bills.
A great man once said that merciful people are happy because they have the confidence that the mercy they express will be given back to them.
Because most certainly, each one of us takes our turn at being the fool.
So to withhold chiding is opening the door to grace–which can cover a multitude of our deluded efforts.