Bless Her Heart and Other Incantations
Gossip and the Stories We Carry When I was younger, there were a couple of people who didn’t like me. I know, I know, very hard to believe. 😇 I still don’t know all the reasons, beyond the fact that they were teenagers and I was not. They were about seventeen. I was twenty one.I was the kind of Christian who thought conviction and volume were basically the same thing, which probably came across as self righteous.. Maybe I was self righteous? Heck, who am I kidding. I was a twenty one year old Jesus freak. Of course I was. What I do know is that they spoke about me to someone else. That person had never had a single conversation with me. Not one. Still, based entirely on what she had heard, she decided she had no interest in getting to know me. When I attempted to engage her, she rejected me. The decision had already been made. She had “heard enough.” That moment taught me something I didn't have language for yet. Gossip doesn't just misrepresent people. It preempts rela...