Boundaries for the Heavy Laden
Pardon me while I vent….
What is it with men and sharing?! Not once but twice today I have encountered a man that had to stop and tell me all about his stomach issues.
My boss called in this morning and announced he has been “stopped up” for 3 days and of course I assumed he had a cold. I said, “Well, you sound like you may be feeling better.”
Big mistake!
He replied, “I am constipated. I have taken several laxatives and they are not working. Next step is an enema. That’s what happens to you when you get old.”
I just told him I hoped he felt better and “Uh, Bye!”
Not long after that a client comes in and decides to explain that he went to college with my boss and has know him since then. He then proceeded to share that “he had lost 100 pounds since college and that he had Irritable Bowel Syndrome. The reason he had to reschedule his previous appointment was because he could not go too far from the bathroom?”
Okay men, this is too much information! Women talk a lot but not about that kind of stuff. No stranger really wants to know how you are constipated, plans for an enema, have diarrhea, gas or any other sort of anything that has to do with your lower body parts. That is between you, your doctor and maybe your wife or mother but most certainly not any other female on earth!
Is this a college thing or just a man thing? If anyone knows the answer to that; please let me know!
Now don’t get me wrong, I am very aware of the passage of scripture from Matthew 11:28,30 Come unto me, all that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. ... For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.
But I also know the Father said that and even though I am made in His image I am not there yet! There are boundaries for the heavy laden. Ya know what I mean?
Loving you with the Love of Christ,
Nelle
September 29, 2009
EDITOR'S NOTE: Tell your mother, guys, or the greeter at Wal-Mart; your wife doesn't want to know either. Nor will this wife administer an enema.
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