My dear Patient,
I’ve been sitting here observing your every move. I’ve been waiting for you to do something but you will not. I must admit, my host, that you are starting to amaze me. You walk day to day as if you follow the Enemy and yet, you do so many things, no matter how little, that say otherwise. I have noticed your ignorance these past few weeks and it is this of which I would like to remind you.
Your brother, whom you claim to love, is at the top of the ignorance list. Is it bitterness and hatred that fuels this soreness? Is it anger? Dismay? This area, my friend, is where I spend my time tonight.
Let me remind you of your past. You and your brother had a great relationship as children. I know you remember the time he hit you in the head with a gardening hoe. Normally, such an instance would be a tool of which I would use to further your bitterness, but in this case you laugh about it, which hints that it is not an area where you harbor anger. What, then, is it? Is it the attention that he always received from your parents when he was always getting into trouble?
Let’s move forward several years. Is it all the times he has stolen from you and betrayed your trust? Perhaps that is where your bitterness lies; but yet, you easily brushed those instances out of your mind and have long since forgotten. If it is not his betraying your trust, what is it, my patient? Why do you harbor so much anger and soreness toward him?
Perhaps, my host, it is a combination of many past events and quarrels involving your brother. Perhaps it is the past, just as much as it is the present. My colleagues and I have noticed that you are very judgmental. Perfect. Are you still such a fool that you do not notice that this is where we bring you down the most? It is our handiwork. We invade your mind and make you think you have the right. But who are you to judge, you ask? Your Father, my Enemy, would tell you that He is the ultimate Judge. I tell you now that that is not so. Go on, swing your gavel, you’ll just fall deeper into our hands. Don’t you know that the longer you harbor judgment, the longer you will go without making amends with your brother.
Gavin loves you and yet you still ignore him. He has been asking about you and would only like a phone call and yet you refuse to pick up the phone. What is it, Wyatt? Have my colleagues and I really been that successful? Or do you just not know the reason behind your bitterness?
Do not be fooled, you are exactly where I want you. You are sitting in that coffee shop writing a blog pretending to be a demon and you still harbor as much bitterness as ever. Even though this wonderful topic has been brought to your attention, you will not stop it. Will you? Do you think you can really pick up the phone? Do you have the guts to make amends with your brother even though he is as much to blame as anyone? I think not. I am confident that this subject will only come up in the future. I look forward to that day; until then, I’ll keep lying to you by telling you how you shouldn’t restore a love in your heart for your brother. It was all his fault, Wyatt. You are perfectly right in your bitterness…
Press on, my patient…
