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Christine (ab_imo_pectore) wrote,
@ 2005-07-30 22:29:00
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    Current mood: exhausted

    Witness Weeds Work and Wow
    Witness
    I went to court yesterday. It was the head of the pimple that was the Steven situation. I was scared shitless. But I went. Jon was there as a witness, and both of our daddies went too. So we meet our lawyer, who told us we won't win. I already knew that, but still. While we are in this room talking with our lawyer we are notified that "Mr. Ortiz" has entered the courtroom. My lawyer runs in to do some last minute shit. When he comes out he tells me and Jon that since our odds of winning are so low, we can choose to drop all charges, and leave. Jon said it was up to me. Every single part of me wanted to go home. I didn't want to talk about it. I didn't want to be asked questions. But then a thought popped in my head. I saw Steven's face, laughing, knowing that I would chicken out. Laughing at the thought that he scared me, and that he won. I got told my lawyer that I wanted to do it...and Jon was right behind me. When we entered the courtroom there he was. He saw us out of the corner of his eye, and I saw him nod his head. At that moment I wanted to kick the shit out of him. But I didn't. They make me and Jon go back outside for a few minutes, and then they call me in. I am asked questions by both sides. Steven's mom didn't take her eyes off me....but Steven? He just sat there with his head down. His ugly long orange hair hangs in his face. Every once in a while I steal a glance at me. Our eyes meet and I show no fear. After that they send me out and call Jon in. He does his stuff. They send him out, and we sit outside playing "paper, scissors, rock" to pass the time while Steven testifies. Eventually they bring us back in for the verdict. Everybody, including the judge it seemed, felt we almost one it. But it was in his favor. He "won". And I smiled...because the judge, although ruling in his favor, told him that there was no excuse for what he had done...and that there was NO reason for him to ever try to contact me or be around me again. Ironically, I ran into him at Best Buy that night. I did not let this defeat me. I am so glad that it's over. Because it's always been over for me...but I think it finally ended for him. I don't wish that I had won. I didn't want to take law into my own hands. That leads me into...

    Weeds
    In the Bible, in the book of Matthew is a story about weeds. Often in the Bible, Jesus speaks in parables to teach important lessons. This is my favorite one.
    "Jesus told them another parable: "The Kingdom of Heaven is like a man who sowed good seed in his field. But while everyone was sleeping, his enemy came and sowed weeds among the wheat, and went away. When the wheat sprouted and formed heads, then the weeds also appeared."
    "The owner's servants came to him and said, 'Sir, didn't you sow good seed in your field? Where then did the weeds come from?'"

    "'An enemy did this,' he replied."

    "The servants asked him, 'Do you want us to go and pull them up?'"

    "'No,' he answered, 'because while you are pulling the weeds, you may root up the wheat with them. Let both grow together until the harvest. At that time I will tell the harvesters: First collect the weeds and tie them in bundles to be burned; then gather the wheat and bring it into my barn.'"

    "Then He left the crowd and went into the house. His disciples came to Him and said, 'Explain to us the parable of the weeds in the field.'"

    "He answered, 'The one who sowed the good seed is the Son of Man. The field is the world, and the good seed stands for the sons of The Kingdom. The weeds are the sons of the evil one, and the enemy who sows them is the devil. The harvest is the end of the age, and the harvesters are angels.'"

    "As the weeds are pulled up and burned in the fire, so it will be at the end of the age. The Son of Man will send out His angels, and they will weed out of His Kingdom everything that causes sin and all who do evil. They will throw them into the fiery furnace, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth. Then the righteous will shine like the sun in the kingdom of their Father. He who has ears, let him hear.'"

    The moral of this story is obvious. It is not our jobs to rid the world of evil. God says it is important for the good to live side by side with evil. When Judgment Day comes the weeds will be separated from the wheat. It is not my job to do anything with this Steven situation. God shall judge him when the time comes. I will live my life with that weed and the others that will follow. Who knows, he might be wheat. It is not my job to know. God shall judge him, and God's word is all.

    Work
    Work goes on. It's HOT outside. Yuk. I hate getting angry fans. No food or drinks allowed in the park? THEY FREAK OUT! AHHH! PEANUTS! AHHH! I hate being the bad guy...and for $25 a game I REALLY hate being the bad guy. But I don't care as much now as I did when I started. It's a pretty fun job sometimes. lol. Soooometimes.

    Wow
    My life is awesome. Wow.

    ~Chris~



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