Sometimes I miss that naive girl! The one who believed, at face value. She was not yet hardened by life, trust was blindly given. There was a hopefulness about her, beaming sunshine and roses from her pores. So innocent to the wiles of the world. Love one another. Peace and Harmony. Let's just all get along!
Pollyanna. Puke!
Life has totally changed that for our girl, P. People have changed that. The harsh reality set in that the world isn't all that wonderful a place, not when it's full of people who lie, cheat, steal, stab you in the back, while looking you in the eye claiming friendship. And you know it's really hard to do, stab someone in the back and look you in the eye!! But it happens!
Harsh lessons were learned along the way about Christians. Raised a good Catholic girl, our girl P now avoids church, but maintains a relationship with God. The hypocrisy of the church and it's people, behaving in all sorts on unchristian-like behaviors during the week, but feeling absolved for putting in their 2 hours on Sunday, was too much for P to understand. Who are we to judge others, stone them, and then claim to be Christ-like? Is forgiveness conditional, based on whether it is self serving or not? Is there no understanding? Unconditional love.
P's blind trust was dissolved. She clearly learned that people were not to be trusted. Her high hopes and expectations plummeted. The world was self-serving place, and Pollyanna is one in a hundred million. Well, she was, but, not anymore. Beaten down, slapped in the face, used, hurt, illusions shattered, Pollyanna is now asking herself the question:
If you can beat them, join them?
Will our Pollyanna hold on to any of her 'purity', or will she allow the poison to take hold?
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