My Dad has this girlfriend. For some reason she literally hates me. I haven't done anything or said anything to make her feel this way.
I believe it's a matter of jealousy, I don't know. All I know is almost 7 years ago I came to live on my father's property while he was living with her. No matter how nice, polite, calm and collective I was, her attitude towards me never changed.
I kept hearing give her another cup of cold water. I rather give her vinegar because she so bitter and hateful. But I kept hearing, give her another cup of cold water.
I understood the reference, I just didn't see how it would ever make a difference.
Last April Dad came to stay with me. He's getting on and so is she. He figured for her sake and not to be a burden on her, he would come and stay with me as I am younger and a little stronger. Also she is always going places like craft fairs and working at the pantry and going to lunch with her friends. Where I am more of a hermit and am home 24/7 most days of the year. Like 364 of them. lol
Dad is requiring 24/7 care now and he figured she should have her life while she still can.
So he came to stay with me, she got HIGHLY offended, accused him of abandoning her, and she didn't call once from April until December.
Early December Dad got sick and he was in the hospital. She just happened to call to tell him the insurance company wanted to talk to him.
I told her he was in the hospital. I gave her the number, the room number, and told he he would probably like to hear from her.
(What I wanted to say.... nevermind)
I kept hearing, she needs another cup of cold water.
Dad has been in and out of the hospital twice now since December. It looks like he will be going to rehab this monday or as soon as a bed becomes available for him.
In the meantime, I am getting daily calls from his girlfriend checking in with me to see how he is doing. The hospital won't give her any information because she isn't family and I asked them to keep it that way. She has a tendency to get your anxiety pumping and dad don't need that while he is recovering, so I though it best if I take the punches instead.
Everytime she calls I am polite, I give her as much information as I have to share. I sympathize with her concern.
Two nights ago we talked for over an hour on the phone. No blame games, no name calling, no accusations. It was somewhat pleasant and unexpected. Tonight when she called me to see how things were, she said thankyou before hanging up and to keep in touch with her.
I know this doesn't sound like much of a miracle to some, But I'll tell you what, that cup of water seems to be dousing out the fire in her.
If I hadn't listened to the Lord and been giving her vinegar, the battle would still be raging. Not in me, but in her.
And I don't like to see anyone suffer needlessly.
God is good, even to our enemies. Only he can turn their hearts around. And a cold cup of water from time to time.
Praise God!
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