Dishonesty

I remember the day that I learned the world was not an honest place. It was in March during my 2^nd grade year of elementary school. I was having a tea party birthday and I was allowed to invite some of my friends. I was so excited. A girl in my class came up to me and told me she would be bringing her babysitter to my birthday party because her babysitter was so much cooler than I was and that was the only way my lame party would be any fun. I was so confused because not only was her babysitter not invited, she hadn’t been either. 

This classmate and I had never really gotten along and I was shocked that she even knew I was having a party, much less had planned on coming. I told her she wasn’t invited and moved on with my day, never imagining I had hurt her feelings in any way. Then came our after lunch bathroom break.I was standing at the sink washing my hands when I saw her in the mirror behind me. She gave me an odd smile, and then raised her right hand in the air, bringing it down with a loud “smack” on her left arm. 

I was puzzling over why on earth someone would do that when she ran out of the bathroom crying. The next thing I knew, my teacher was coming in the bathroom telling me how disappointed she was that I would hit someone. It took me a second to comprehend what she was saying. I tried to convince her of my innocence, but the handprint on my classmate’s arm was all she needed. I then got my first and only color change in my entire elementary school career.

My clothespin got moved from the green square all the way to the red one, no stop at yellow. I stared at that clothespin so many times for the rest of that day. It didn’t belong on in the red square. I hadn’t done anything. That girl had lied. My whole world was rocked by the concept that people could lie and get away with it, while innocent people had to deal with the consequences. For the children I work with, this is not a concept they are unfamiliar with. They come to me knowing that people can lie and get away with it. They know that people can hurt them and get away with it. They know the world isn’t honest.

Their introduction to this fact is not always as easy as mine was. Moving my clothespin that day in no way gave me lasting consequences. My mom believed me when I told her what happened, and the next day when I walked back into my classroom, the clothespin was back in the green where it belonged. I "suffered" from a person's dishonesty for an afternoon, my girls suffer for much longer than that. 

Because of that, we make it a point not to lie to them. So many people think that because they have been hurt in the past, the best thing for them is to say "yes" to everything you possibly can and give them whatever they want. It isn't. I make a point, as do my co workers, to try to be as honest as possible with them. 

"If you continue to fight people over every small issue, you will be charged with assault and go to jail when you are 18." "If you keep stealing things, you will not be a person who can be trusted and lose friends, if not also go to jail." "If you keep running away, there is always a possibility that we won't be the first ones to find you, and I would hate for you to be found by someone who doesn't want what is good for you." 

These are all things I have said this week. I could hug them and tell them that because they have been hurt the world will give them a free pass, but that is a lie. Instead I hug them and tell them they have to be better than their past and that I am there to help them with the monumental task of building a life for themselves. They know when they have hurt my feelings, because they need to learn that emotions can be felt without a negative response. They know when I have a headache, because they need to know that a small issue doesn't give you an excuse to not go to work. They know when I am disappointed because they need to know I think they have more potential than they are showing. Honesty might not always be fun, but it is necessary. 

My girls are working on it. They are trying to overcome the lies they have been told. "You are worthless", "Everybody does it", "No one will believe you", "You owe me", "You made me do it" and so many other hurtful lies are words I want to help them move from so they can believe things like, "You can do all things through Christ who strengthens you", "You are better than your past mistakes", You matter", "You are loved". Pray for them as they seek to replace lies with the truth and build their lives on a foundation that cannot be shaken. I pray you are able to be honest in your lives this week as well as you impact the circles God has put before you. It might not always be easy, but it is worth it.