The Proverbial Let 'Em Have It

You can't walk up to a junkie and say, "Stop being a loser."  It won't do any good.  As much as I want to, I can't do that.  I'm not a trouble maker, I'm no shit starter.
At least, that's what I tell myself.
No matter what others' opinions may be.

It's not like this person grew up in the ghetto or anything.  This person had a nice home, a good family--the kind you read about in books.  It's hard to watch this person destroy everything around them, including their neglected family.  It's hard to watch an actual train wreck.  You know there's nothing you can do.  How does one person stop a full sized train?

And the funny thing is, you know this train is grounded, was well built, and is riding along on a secure track.  Somewhere along the way, the wheels must have hit a rock and somehow gotten off track.  It shakes and rattles, shaking and rattling all its passengers along the way.

I want to take the train by the throat and shake it!  See what you are doing to yourself and everyone who loves you.  They don't even love you as much as they once did because of what you have done!  Take care of your passengers and your own self before you lose everything you hold dear!  But you no longer care about everything you once held dear.  You are so far gone, you've forgotten your very role in life.

If only it were so easy to be a train.  A crew could come along and clean up this horrible mess, take it away, never to be seen again.

I was seething on the way to work.  I'd finally allowed myself to reflect on it all after repressing it for many days.  My hands shook as I gripped the steering wheel and my foot pressed harder into the acceleration pedal.  Once again, as I always do, I went over and over and over and over and over in my head what I could say and do.  I did what I always do:  I stewed.

What would Jesus do?
I have not the foggiest clue.  I could ask Him, but I never hear anything back.  Years ago, I could not imagine this happening to someone so close to me, someone I love so much, yet dislike so much as well.

What would Jesus do, indeed.
If I allow myself to think on it, I suppose He would be loving, forgiving, always praying.

That's not in my nature, I don't think.  My first, natural reaction is to become very angry.  And as to not upset those around me, to not break others' hearts, I keep my mouth shut.  After all, if talking was going help this person, it wouldn't be necessary to do so now, today.

God gets angry.  It's an emotion He put in us.  We are made in His image.  I suppose God is more capable of controlling His anger than I am.  On the other hand, He does intend to destroy the entire planet at some point, one sinner at a time.

I don't understand why I know all these things.  What am I supposed to do with all of this hurtful information?  I worry, I get angry, I feel frustrated.

I feel that is all I can do because I do not have the power to save this person.  I put it out of my mind and go one with life.  I pray this person will lose everything because maybe that will make them see, open their eyes, and finally, FINALLY hit a true Rock Bottom.

It will either make or break this person.  I worry about this person breaking.  But if it would make this person, how sweet it could be for everyone involved.

Of course my negative nature fears it would break them and everyone around them, including me and all those I hold close.

Jesus.  What should I do?