HANDLING BULLIES

Remember the fights in school? Remember how everybody would gather around and watch and encourage their friends? When I was in school, I was not a fighter. I didn’t get in trouble many times for fighting, but the few times I did, I was not the one who started the fight. I remember one fight I had with a guy named Robert. I don’t remember why the fight started, but I do remember that wrestling move he used on me. I’ll never forget it. He grabbed my arms from the front, and fell backward on the ground, pulling me down with him. At the same time, he put both of his feet on my stomach and flipped me over his head onto the ground behind him. It knocked the breath right out of me.

Mrs. Brauner saw us and came to break up the fight. It was already over, but she did her duty and told us to go clean up, then come to the Library for our paddling. As Robert and I walked together to the restroom, he said we should put a bunch of toilet paper in our pants to keep the paddling from hurting so bad, so that’s what I did. I went into one of the stalls and packed my underwear, full, and I assumed he did, too. Then, we both walked together down the long hallway to the library to take our punishment. I don’t think the toilet paper helped any. If it did, I would have hated to take that paddling without it. It hurt! Good old Robert. He tried to help. What’s funny is, we became friends after that.

There was another kid there who rode our bus. He was always poking fun at me and one of my sisters, laughing and talking about our zits. We actually had the acne disease. I had it all over my face and chest, but she had it on her face, chest, and back. We had to go to the doctor regularly to get medication for it, but it didn’t do much good. Not a day went by that he didn’t harass us about it. It got old, but there was nothing we could do about it.

I know you’ve heard “What goes around comes around.” Karma, or whatever it may be. After elementary school, I didn’t see him for a few years. He was a teenager the next time I saw him, and his face was so full of zits you probably couldn’t put your finger on his face without touching one. I wasn’t a Christian then so I actually laughed, and said, “That’s what he gets for making fun of us.”

There were two or three times in school when I was bullied by another student. One of those times was by a kid named Tommy. He would sit behind me on the school bus and flick my ear. The first few times, he acted like it wasn’t him, but after I knew it was, he would do it and laugh about it. Later, he started doing it and getting other kids to laugh about it.

Then one day, I had had enough. When he flicked my ear, I turned around in my seat and yelled at him to leave me alone. I guess he didn’t like that, so he grabbed both of my ears and slammed his head into my head three times as hard as he could. It hurt so bad it made me cry. After that day, we got along pretty good, and he never bothered me again. I guess he got it out of his system.

There was another bully name Daniel. He would do all kinds of stuff to me just to aggravate me. I don’t remember all the stuff he did. He was just bullying me around all the time, so I told the teacher. Well, I don’t know what the teacher did or what he said to Daniel, but we were headed out to the gym after lunch the next day and he flipped my hair from behind as he ran past me. Then he turned around and walked beside me and said, “Whatchu gonna do, tell the teacher again?” That kind of stuff continued until the end of the year school year.

Then, while we were out of school for the summer, he came to visit some boys from school who lived in my neighborhood. I had no problem with them. They were alright. They would come and visit once in a while, and sometimes we would hang out on the weekend. They came over that weekend, and Daniel was with them.

We were all just standing around talking then I did something dumb. I don’t know why. Maybe I felt safe in my own yard or something like that. I don’t know, but I threw a pack of mayonnaise on the ground beside the bully and stomped it. It squirted out onto his pants. I remember him grabbing me, but the next thing I knew I was on top of him on the ground beating him in the face with my fist. I got up off him and stood on my porch feeling like I had paid him back as he walked away with the other two boys. When school started back, he didn’t bother me, and he never bothered me again.

Fighting is not always the answer. It should never be the answer, but unfortunately, we’re not always left with much of a choice. We humans can only take so much bullying before we break and want to fight back. That’s one reason so many young people snap and go shoot a bunch of other kids. I hear of so much bullying in schools today, and the teachers and parents refuse to do anything about it, but when the victim retaliates, they get into trouble.

Look what the Apostle Paul said in Romans 12:18. “If possible, you should live peacefully with everyone.” That’s the best route to go, but it’s not always a popular one. It’s not what most people choose to do. In Romans 12:2, Paul said, “Do not conform to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your minds, so you may test and see what God considers good, and acceptable, and perfect.” In other words, Don’t be like everybody else. Be converted and find out what is good in God’s eyes and do that.

In verse 17 Paul said, “Do not repay anyone for evil with evil. Do good in the presence of everyone.” In verse 21 he said, “Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.” How do we do that? He gives us a great example in verse 14; He says, “Speak well of those who persecute you; Speak well, and do not condemn.” In Matthew 5:44-45, Jesus said, “Love your enemies. Bless those who curse you. Do good to those who hate you, and pray for those who spitefully use you, and persecute you, so that you may be the children of your Father who is in heaven.” Back in Romans 12:20, Paul said, “If your enemy is hungry, feed them. If they thirst, give them something to drink. By doing this, you will pile up coals of fire on their head.” This “fire” may have one of two results. It may melt their heart, and you may gain a friend. Abraham Lincoln once said, “Do I not destroy my enemy, when I make him my friend?”

On the other hand, some bullies don’t respond well to kindness from their victims. Your kindness may make them angry or they may confuse your kindness for weakness and continue bullying you. Continue to pray for them. God will take care of it in his own way, and time. Look what Paul tells us in verse 19. He said, “Dear loved ones, do not avenge yourselves. Leave that to God: because it is written, “the LORD says, Vengeance is mine; I will repay.”

We must practice obeying God’s word to the fullest, no matter how uncomfortable it may be at first. God knows what’s best, always. We need to trust him and pray for grace and strength to obey. We have to start now. If we’re not fully committed to God and his ways now, we certainly won’t be able to obey him when persecution comes to us. So commit to him now, and pray without ceasing. “Those who stand firm to the end will be saved.” (Matthew 10:22)

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EGGS AND TOAST, THE FROG, AND THE GUN

It was morning and the air was filled with the smell of scrambled eggs and toast. The lights were big and bright, and there were so many of them. The long, bright hallway seemed to go on forever, and there was a strange, not so bad, smell I had never smelled before. It was the first day of head start, and my sister and I were excited about it. We were going to have so much fun.

After breakfast was over, we went to our classroom to learn a few things and have some of that fun we were anticipating. I don’t remember many books but I remember the awesome multicolored, multi-shaped block set we got to play with, and the multicolored sticks and wheel set. I loved those toys.

At recess, we went to the playground. There we saw several things that we had never seen before. There were big tractor tires to play in, seesaws to seesaw on, swings to swing in, and a big set of monkey bars to climb on. We were a little apprehensive at first because we didn’t know what to do and we were a little afraid because, like I said, we had never seen anything like that before.

We didn’t have a TV at home, and we didn’t really get out that much because we didn’t have a car, so our experiences were limited. Plus, I was only five years old, and she was four. We finally got up the nerve to play. I don’t remember what I played on first, but I remember making my way over to those monkey bars. I wasn’t a good climber, but I did my best and finally made it to the top. That didn’t last long at all, though. Before I knew what was happening, I fell to the ground with a thud. Ohhhhhhh!!!! It hurt. I think I may have even cried. I soon recovered, and we went back inside for more learning and playing.

Another day, we were playing outside, and I saw a red frog. That’s another thing I had never seen before. I yelled out, “Hey, I found a red frog.” Only one kid seemed interested, and he came running as fast as he could. He ran right up to me, and pulled his toy cowboy gun out of the holster and smashed the frog with the handle. He said, “My momma said red frogs are poison.” I didn’t care what his momma said, he had just brutally killed an innocent frog. How could he just murder one of God’s creatures without even blinking an eye or thinking twice? That was just plain mean. It made me mad, so I hit him in the midsection, and made him cry. I don’t know why, but that was the first thing that came to my young mind. Naturally, I got in trouble, and rightfully so, but I felt justified because I thought he deserved to be punished in some way.

Each day before lunch, we would line up in the hall by the kitchen and have prayer to thank God for the food we were about to receive. One day we were in line and the teacher was praying. When she finished, one little boy said, “Teacher, Robbie had his eyes open during prayer.” The teacher said, “you had your eyes open during prayer, too, if you saw his eyes opened.” The kid just dropped his head and looked down at the floor. Then we got our food and sat down and ate.

I have a lot of memories from my childhood, and most of them are good, and even though we didn’t have a lot of things, we had lots of love. We always had food and a roof over our heads. We even had some toys. We didn’t know we were poor because we always had everything we thought we needed and at that time, we didn’t have anyone else to compare ourselves to. If you don’t know what you’re missing, you don’t miss it.

That’s why it’s so important to tell others about the love of Jesus, and a saving relationship with him. There are many people in the world who don’t believe there is a God, but there are many who do believe he exists, but they don’t know him. They’ve never met him or experienced the amazing feeling of forgiveness. I’ve known about Jesus all my life, and I was baptized when I was 12 years old, but I never knew what I was missing until I was born again years later. I dare say there are many others out there in that same situation. They need to know. Everyone needs to know and understand the love of God, and how much he wants to be with us. Whatever your passion is, whatever you love to do in life, find a way to use that to help others, and to introduce them to Jesus. We don’t have much longer. He’s coming back soon. The world needs to know.

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