Where is the love?

The construction superintendent that is in charge of building all of the various structures on our plantation had laser treatment on his face last week and it bruised it badly. In fact he looked as though he had been thrown out of a car and had slid down the street on his face for a hundred or so yards and peeled all of the skin off it. He had deep purple bruises all over and he was highly embarrassed at his appearance and really did not want to go out in public and be seen like that.

I can’t say that I blame him. I was not overly sympathetic and in a playful, (some might say sadistic mood), and I decided to play a little trick on him. He was standing with several other employees discussing a new pole barn that we were building and I walked up and pretended to be raging mad at him.

I told him in a loud voice right in front of everyone that I was sick and tired of the way he was treating my horses and I wasn’t going to tolerate it anymore NOT EVEN FOR FIVE SECONDS. I was glaring at him like I was ready to kill him. He looked at me with a frightened look and I could tell he was wondering what in the world I was talking about. He couldn’t remember scaring my horses. He had not even been around them.

I continued, “You are spooking the heck out of my horses with that horrible looking face of yours and they are running all over the pasture and from now on whenever you go around them, I want you to wear this”, and I handed him a hunting hat with full face camouflage netting that can be let down to completely cover the face.

Everyone roared with laughter including the guy on whom I pulled the prank. I was thinking of this today and wondering why I would do such a thing. Where is the compassion? Where is the concern for my friend who is suffering? Where is the love?

Alas I am a sinner and my sins will not be covered by love for my construction superintendent
1 Peter 4:8
And above all things have fervent love for one another, for love will cover a multitude of sins.