Ok, so the pie I’m talking about here isn’t exactly a real recipe per say.
I probably just lost half of you after reading that statement, huh? So I’ll make you a deal. If you read this today, then tomorrow I’ll post a recipe for a killer real pie, alright?!
The pie I’m talking about isn’t usually as sweet, and I sure as heck don’t look forward to it like I do to dessert at the end of a good meal. The pie I’m talking about is none other than…
Humble Pie.
And i ate a big fat slice of it today and felt like I was going to throw up the whole time. Then afterwards I cried…because the reality is that I should have stuffed piece that down my throat a long time ago.
You know they say that first impressions make lasting impressions….well they do. But if every first impression I ever made was the one people went to the bank with, I’m POSITIVE that some of my most amazing friends wouldn’t have ever come around to actually end up being my friend.
Several years back…and I do mean like 10, I remember meeting a girl at a restaurant after church one day with a big group of people. I didn’t remember her name, or even that I’d met her really til she reminded me much later on. But apparently the first impression I made was horriffic! I’m so embarrassed to tell you this, but before I tell you about the particular piece of pie I ate today, I wanted to let you know that in no way do I consider myself above this particular tragedy of a destroyed first impression. Anyways, this friend (notice she is a friend now) seriously had to be convinced by multiple mutual aquaintances to give me another shot. She thought I was awful! And now we laugh about it, and when I think about myself 10 years ago, in a lot of ways I’m sure I can see how she may have thought that I was awful given impressions of only a few things about me, but boy am I glad she let me have another chance. Because I can’t tell you the ways this friend has changed my life…and one day I’ll interview her on here because her story will change yours too. All to say….I’m glad she didn’t take my wretchedness of one encounter to the eternal bank with her….I’d have missed out big time!
Now about today…
Well over a year ago, I had a business encounter with a person that rubbed me so horribly wrong, I somehow just flat decided there was really nothing redeemable about the person. (Mistake #1…and yes, I’m a big fat jerk.) So for all this time since then, I’ve totally found something in me tense up even seeing the person, hearing other people say something relatively nice about the person and finding myself in complete doubt that the nicety could be true. (I know…I’m a jerk….but if we’re being honest here, surely this has happened to you too.) But I’ve just ignored it…and had no reason to really encounter or interact with this person at all since then. So I pushed it to the back burner….which by the way will still boil over if you leave it long enough.
So lately we’ve found ourselves in a conundrum…the Hubs and I. See, the very business need from before came up again. And this time, there’s a person the Hubs really likes working for this business that I was so offended by before. But still, we’d like for said friend to benefit financially from a service we have no choice but to use someone to accomplish. You see the conundrum?
Maybe you don’t. But it has been a conundrum for us.
But here’s the deal about finding yourself in a conundrum. You have to ask why you’re in it, and sometimes you’ll maybe realize you need to eat some humble pie… and then you have to actually admit that you may have been wrong.
GASP!
I will grant myself that it was a horriffic first meeting by multiple counts, but I have taken that encounter to the life bank about that person. And I let it color how I view him/her, how I view the thoughts of others, how I feel in general. That’s a lot of coloring of a really ugly color. And here’s where I have been wrong. I judged someone so severely because of one meeting. Judgement isn’t mine anyways…I’m just as sinful as the next person. And I’m thankful as all get-out that God is in the business of second chances…and thirds, and fourths…and more. Because heaven knows I use those up for sure!
So today….I walked up to the person and introduced myself. (I’m so horrified to even confess that I had to introduce myself…person didn’t remember meeting me and here I’ve been harboring resentment.) So I said “Hey, I’m Logan Wolfram. And I need to ask for your forgiveness.”
Literally…that’s exactly how I started out. How’s that for an intro?!
I can’t imagine what the person must have been thinking at that moment, as I freaking introduced myself and in the same breath asked for forgiveness. But, where I’d expected there to be something harsh about the person, I saw geunine concern and sorrow. The person asked what they’d done and I shared a tad, but mostly just absorbed the blame because it really doesn’t matter what they inadvertently did a year and a half ago. It doesnt matter….and I let it matter so much for so long, that the problem became mine, not theirs.
Get that…the problem became …. Mine.
And mostly then I wrapped it up, awkwardly hugged this person who’s clearly not “a hugger” like I am, and then I walked back to where I’d been and sat down.
I cried then. I cried because I felt free from bitterness. I cried because I was mortified at my own wretchedness to hang on to something and make a mountain out of a mole hill. And mind you that was a mountain that I had to climb….not the other person.
But you know what, that 3 minute interchange….it freed me up. It freed the other person up too. And in the time it took to do that, I wouldn’t have even finished eating a real slice of pie. This pie…it made room in my soul for something better. And while it was definitely a harder pie to order, it’s one that will leave me feeling much more satisfied with myself and my life in the long run.
– Logan
**Anyone or anything in your life maybe beckoning you to eat a slice of humble pie? Once you order it, I promise you’ll be glad you did. So do it…and make room in your life for something much sweeter!
Been there, done that…..a number of times!! And the bitterness that you harbored never hurt anyone but you, and now it's lost it's power over you. Thank you, Jesus!!
Perhaps you are due for a nice bottle of white wine called Conundrum. It is a great spring wine and will remind me of you!
I've had that wine! It' a good one! Cheers over the internet! Might just have to go pick up a bottle!
Great post!
Such a good post. Definitely made me realize that I don't want people to "judge" who I am now by the impression I may have made in my younger years, so I need to offer them the same courtesy. Easier said than done at times 😉
Thanks guys! I tell you what, it's really nice to have encouraging words about a post like this. It's kinda hard to publically admit your own inner awfulness, but if it can help someone else make their life better too, then in the end I'm glad to have done it. I do hope when I think about myself that I'm not the same as I was 10 years ago (or 1 for that matter), or the same 10 years from now…I hope that there's enough growth each day, month, year, that as time passes, I only get better with time…and for that reason too, I hope people don't always hold me to who I once may have been.
Very good post! It's happened to all of us!
This made me stop in my tracks! JUST what I needed to hear tonight. Need to do this very thing (I'm sure you know with whom) .
Gosh, I admire you!
Love you!
Em
PS. sorry i said i was going to call today and then the afternoon got away from me. Will try you soon!
such a great honest post! loved it and love that like everyone can relate to being pretty awful. this is the kind of admission that frees the rest of us i think. love you girl! miss you . . and i still can't believe i didn't see you this summer! what is up with that?!?