Okay, technically my adversary was a wasp, not a bee, but this was no ordinary wasp. The stealthy creature was a bald-faced hornet:
Scary looking, right?
I was sabatoged, unaware of my danger until it was upon me. You remember the expression, "Madder than a hornet?" Yeah, well, he was. Me and my lawnmower just chugging along when suddenly the pain hit my ankles. Evidently this winged creature was not fond of attempted homocide by lawnmower. So his stinger retaliation was swift and immediate with no thought to understand the fact that I never meant to harm him, no thought that it was merely an accident due to my lack of vision.
How often are our reactions similar with each other? Hurt can provoke swift and sudden reactions to people and situations, sometimes unfairly. Having lost my closest love, I feel I am always learning to cherish the ones I care for. Time can be short and lives even shorter. None of us are promised tomorrow. So I pray God grant us the ability to give people the benefit of the doubt, check facts before believing assumptions, and follow the proverbial golden rule - always treat others the way we would like to be treated. After all, life is full of enough pain without inflicting it needlessly upon one another. So let's hold our stingers in check and let our love be abdundant.
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