Yellow bitter weeds now bloom in
pastures. Transplanted from Europe, they thrive in much of the United States.
Because of an unpleasant aroma and taste, cows usually don’t nibble on the
plants. However, if a cow has nothing else to eat and consumes the weed, her
milk has a rank taste.
One
resource said insects have disagreeable reactions within 30 seconds after
ingesting the noxious weeds. Toxic to sheep, farmers try to eliminate it from
pastures. By experience or instinct, animals and insects learn to avoid the
harmful wild plant.
People
can also have unpleasant experiences with “bitter weed” friends. Although
blessed, these close acquaintances choose to look at what goes wrong instead of
counting blessings. To them, something is wrong with almost everything, so they
whine, groan, and fault find, carping through morning, noon, and night. For
them, noticing the good things in life is rare as an eclipse.
After
spending one hour with such a person, my attitude can warp and worsen too.
Occasionally, I borrow their dark sunglasses, and the world gets gloomier.
Unfortunately, bitterness is an attitude that roots easily and multiplies
rapidly.
Commercial
herbicides will rid weeds from a pasture, but how does a spirit get rid of
bitterness? Small irritants and larger evils occur in life, so Paul wrote to
the Ephesian Christians telling them how to respond as children of light:
Paul’s
said to put off your old self. Be made new in the attitude of your minds. Who
helps us transform our minds? God does. He gives us new eyes to see what is
beautiful and to practice thanksgiving in two ways: aloud and inwardly. Paul
tells Christians don’t pillow your heads with anger in your hearts, because the
bitterness bedbugs damage at such times. Before the sun sets or the moon rises,
Paul said to be kind, compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just
as in Christ God forgave you (paraphrase of Ephesians 4:20-32).
When
bitterness settles in a soul, the devil can use that fissure to toss the
tiniest seeds of other evils into that bedding, providing a marshy place where
ills multiply. During a summer drought, the foundation to our house moved and
cracked. Because the foundation weakened, other cracks appeared in sheetrock
walls. Through all those cracks creepy-crawlies walked right in to make my home
their home.
One
day, I glimpsed a small lizard darting around the legs of the breakfast table.
My grandchildren squealed as they watched me pest patrol and control. On hands
and knees, with an empty plastic container and lid, I made several of my best
lizard-catching moves for a capture. We placed the small reptile outdoors, the
same place bitterness belongs – outside the human heart.
Bitterness is
really a pride issue: Why me? What have I done to deserve this? Why do bad
things happen in my life? I deserve better. I don’t deserve to be ill or have
trouble in my family. A wise person said, “Why not me? I’m no better than
anyone else.” To weed out disturbing
bitterness, practice daily thanksgiving. Keep a piece of paper handy and jot
down blessings as you encounter them. As your mind and heart move to different
good scenes of the past and present, amazingly, light will crowd out the dark
bitter spirit.
In a concentration
camp where bitterness could have soared off the charts, Corrie ten Boon and her
sister were thankful for lice infested barracks. Because of those pests, the
male guards didn’t molest the already traumatized women. Look for the good in
every pasture of bad times. Be on guard. Let bitterness reside only in
dictionaries, not on the pages of souls.
Hunger for
Humility (31): “Get rid of all bitterness,
rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice. Be kind
and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God
forgave you” (Ephesians 4:31).
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