Resentments In The Closet


It seems like I’ve always owned at least one comfortable shirt that I call my lawn mowing shirt, even though I haven’t mowed a lawn in a very long time. The shirt is usually worn thin, has a few small holes in it, but each time I go to the closet it calls to me. Suzy of course can’t stand the fact that I always put it on, and after a few years it somehow disappears. I am wearing such a shirt as I write this meditation.
My shirt is like the resentments in our life, because it takes forever for them to fade away from our internal closet. I use resentment to gloss over my own shortcomings and to justify thoughts such as “getting even” for a wrong done to me.
My shirt is harmless, except to my personal appearance. Resentments are like dark clouds that prevent the light of the sun from reaching our souls. Yet, they are difficult to let go, despite knowing that the more I relive hurts ands hates, I hurt and hate myself.
I tell Suzy that I’m just breaking in my lawn mowing shirt, and she tells me to imagine life without it. She tells me to envision myself in a new shirt that looks good on me, much like a life a life without resentments—a life free of hurts and defects. She says I need not fear such a change but embrace it.
Maybe she is trying to teach me a lesson?

About the author

Webb Hubbell, former Associate Attorney General of The United States, is an author and speaker. His novels, When Men Betray, Ginger Snaps, A Game of Inches, The Eighteenth Green, and The East End are published by Beaufort Books and are available online or at your local bookstore. When Men Betray won one of the IndieFab awards for best novel in 2014. Ginger Snaps and The Eighteenth Green won the IPPY Awards Gold Medal for best suspense/thriller.

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