Kindness instead of fairness
This week in church, we’re reading the Parable of the Prodigal Son. You’re probably somewhat familiar with it- the younger son asks for his inheritance early, the father grants this request, and the younger son bounds off and wastes it all on extravagant living. The older son meanwhile, stays behind and works obediently for his father. When the younger son returns, he’s greeted by a father overcome with joy, who then plans a huge feast in his honor. You can almost see the older son sulking in a corner at this party, right? He’s pissed, and rightfully so. But I was reading on another site that what we don’t usually focus on is the issue of fairness vs. kindness (love). The father would have treated the younger son differently if he was being fair, but clearly he was blinded by love. Showering his son in a welcome that only a parent could give.
Then, this morning, I read this post by Abby Glassenberg about those idiots (sorry, patrons) who come to your booth at the craft fair and loudly proclaim to their friend, “Carrrrrol, you could TOTALLY make this for like ONE PENNY. Can you believe they want $34 for this?!?!” as you quietly plot their deaths via random craft implements you’re holding. Seriously, after a whole day of people like this, it can feel that extreme. So, the post hit home with me. The problem I’m having is that the would-be copycats don’t have any interest in actually DOING the thing I’m doing. They will not go home and meticulously copy my design- they’ll likely never think of me or my product again. So why confront them? How would I do it with kindness and love rather than seeming like some sort of superhero of defensiveness?
No, really, I’m asking.