Monday, November 7, 2011
Fleas become a problem for your pet when left untreated. It can turn into a rash and perhaps even FAD (Flea Allergy Dermatitis), Anemia, Tapeworm or Rickettsoisos. These can be lethal for Rover or fluffy kins.
Just as fleas are irritations on a dog or cat, so are negative comments or actions to a human being; if left untreated can cause damage to one's fragile heart. Just look at Hitler.
I read somewhere that little Adolf wanted to be a priest when he was a child and an artist as a teen. Our world history could have been a lot different had his Father supported little Adolf's passion. Instead, he was forced into becoming a civil servant, like his dad.
I can just imagine the conversation that day when Hitler asked his dad to be a priest.
"VAT ARE YOU SAYING?" his father bellowed. Little Adolf almost peed his lederhosen. He didn't know if he should continue and upset his father further. His father already made it quite clear to him that he thought his idea's were nonsense.
"But I have to try," he thought to himself as he took a deep breath, "Papa....I... I want to be a priest." Adolf's eyes were downcast for he thought he may be slapped at any moment so he looked at his feet to make sure they were slightly apart before the blow. He remembered last week when his feet were together how easily he had fallen to the ground when his father found out he had forgotten to collect the eggs that morning. He couldn't help it. He was reading his favourite book about the American Wild West by Karl May and he had completely lost all sense of time. This time he was ready for the blow. He waited. It never came.
"I want to help people papa," maybe his papa was softening a little. He regained some strength, "I want to lead them to know the love of Christ."
"You want to help and lead?"
"Yes papa," he whispered. The hairs on the back of his neck pricked up. His stance remained strong. He wasn't going to fall down again!
"People who need to know the love of Christ," his father sneered. Then very slowly he took the edge of his cane and placed it on the bottom of Adolf's little chin and lifted his son's head and looked into his eyes, "are WEAK!"
"But papa..." the cane pressed harder into his chin.
"You will lead the strong, and get rid of the weak cockroaches, who suck our economy dry." He turned and slammed his cane into the leg of a chair, "I will not stand around giving my hard earned tax dollars to some lazy bum with no job!"
"The weak will die if no one loves them." Adolf tried once more knowing it was futile.
"EXACTLY! Clean out the gene pool with some chlorine. More room for the strong. Survival of the fittest my son." Adolf left the study, his little heart crushed.
A few of his father's fleas jumped on Adolf that day. Later, he may have been called an idiot and was bullied at school for being different, so he became a bully and hung around the 'Big' boys. A few more fleas jumped on.
"He was quick to anger." his brother said in an autobiography. Well, no wonder, wasn't his Father a bully? The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
His mother was too busy with his younger brother and sister and maybe didn't give him enough focused, loving attention. A few more fleas.
Maybe as a teenager, he never even bothered to tell his dad that he wanted to become an Artist? A few more fleas. The fleas were left untreated. The fleas became an epidemic.
Irritations build up resentments then resentments turn to anger.
His heart became diseased.
Sad but true. A terrible bad case of it as well. It got so bad, that those close to him contracted this disease too. It was an epidemic. Now, a few of them realized they had a problem at the first signs of irritation and they immediately treated themselves with ADVANTAGE. It was too late though, because Hitler had already started adding chlorine to the gene pool. He was a very sick man who believed himself to be better than another; and the race of people he was born into more superior than another. Someone should have given him a large portion of humble pie before Kardiacus Sculeris got out of hand.
Not one of us is better than another - we can all learn something from someone else.
Not one of us has the right to judge another - we all have faults.
I wonder what would have happened if Hitler was a pacifist and became depressed instead of angry? What if he became one of those weak people his father spoke about? What if he took his own life as a teenager, because no one was there to help him through the tough times? I wonder if his father would feel guilty? Or would he still have said, "GOOD! More room for the strong!"
Chlorine in the gene pool is an unacceptable thought, it starts wars and leads to genocide.
Love and compassion is NOT a sign of weakness. It's the strongest thing out there. It changes people.
Saul of Tarsus persecuted and killed and yet when love and compassion came into his being he changed and ended up writing a large portion of the New Testament and lead people to freedom through grace.
Here are a few others examples of people who have changed the world through love:
Martin Luther King
There are many more of course... I will leave the rest for you to investigate.
We must stand up to those who feel superior to others and those who judge. We need to love those who have fallen to wayside forgotten.
I leave you with this poem that was found on the wall of Mother Teresa's bedroom:
People are often unreasonable, illogical and self-centered;
Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies;
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.
What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;
If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough;
Give the world your best anyway.
You see in the final analysis, it is between you and God;
It was never between you and them anyways.
Please exterminate the fleas before it exterminates your heart.
PS: Kardiacus Sculeris is Greek for Heart Hard