I make rules for myself on how to live life in relationships. They aren’t mine; they are applications of principles that I have read in the Bible. My rules are written so that I can review them, remember them, and live them.
One of my most important rules is made up of several rules put together in a package. It goes like this; forgive anybody of anything quickly because God in His love and mercy has forgiven me of everything, and if I don’t forgive others, God won’t forgive me. Don’t replay the injustice that was done to me in my mind over and over again, which will cause the sense of being treated poorly to proliferate. Don’t vent on others and talk about what happened to them. And for sure don’t gossip or slander those who wronged me.
I violated my rule for living life with and around other people this past week.
In Alaska, this time of year, almost everyone has the same goal, catch lots of fish. Because of the fever, this desire can cause and the large number of people who have this fever, clashes are inevitable. At the place on the Kenai River where I fish, there is another person who regularly fishes there as well. There are understood rules for fishing with others that almost everyone knows and practices, but this fellow that fishes in my spot breaks all of them. Besides that, he is a lousy fisherman who rarely catches anything. Whenever we fish around each other I get in lots of tangles with him, rather he gets in lots of fishing with me. Whenever you get in a tangle with another fisherman it takes up valuable fishing time from catching sockeye salmon to get untangled. The other night I got in three really messy tangles that were all his fault. I violated my rule big time in regards to this person today. In the middle of one of my rants, I realized what a poor witness I was for Jesus. I repent.