I have a love/hate relationship with suspense movies.
I love the plot twists, action scenes (cue bomb!) and creativity involved.
I hate the scenes where you are clutching the popcorn bowl, screaming at the TV.
Don’t do it! It’s a trick!!!!! (Big swig of coke) The bad guy’s right behind you!!!!!!!!!!!!
And then it goes into a wicked awesome fight scene and I fall in love all over again.
Watching a friend make a poor decision is a lot like watching a suspense movie.
You know it’s a bad idea, but your friend? He or she is totally clueless.
Or, worst case scenario, your friend willingly makes a bad decision.
But, let’s assume that your friend isn’t willingly making bad decisions because most of us don’t go into a situation thinking:
How can I really screw this up?
At least, I don’t anyway…
Somehow, though, we have the worst thoughts about our friends and family when they mess up.
My grace is always on vacation when this happens.
Until, of course, I mess up.
I can then give you a million and one reasons that I made a mistake:
I didn’t mean to say that, okay?
I had to make a snap decision.
I thought bangs would look good on me. (Let’s take a moment to mourn all the bad haircuts in our life. Okay, I feel better.)
Can’t you see that I need a little grace?!? Seriously.
Put yourself in your friend’s shoes. (Unless they don’t fit and then metaphorical shoe wearing will do.)
If you would want someone to extend you grace, then that means your friend wants grace too.
It’s a lot easier to be the one on the couch, clutching the bowl of popcorn, screaming your head off.
It’s a lot harder being the one walking around the corner in a poorly lit hallway.