The Downside of Toilet-flushers

(Okay, this is a weird blog post. There is a reason for it, of which some will know. It’s allegorical, or perhaps simply metaphorical, pertaining to my perception of what people I love could possibly feel like because of the close proximity of the allegorical emotions. My apologies for the “outthereness” of it. Yes, I just made up a word because I can! Or, maybe I didn't make up a word and I'm just showing off my vocabulariousness!)

When you flush the toilet and find out there were people in there when you sat down, even if you did hurt your finger, you have to take responsibility for your actions.
First of all, you should have looked before you sat down. Yeah, we all have stuff and we often need to get it out, but it should never be on somebody else. Every action we take will probably affect somebody else. It’s very rare, if ever, that we do something that only affects me. It doesn’t take long, and it’s not that hard of work, to think about what we do and the possible affects and effects our actions just might have on somebody else. Personal responsibility is a good thing.
Secondly, flushing doesn’t erase that you’ve put your stuff in somebody else’s life. Flushing usually just gets it out of your sight and you pretend you don’t know where it went and that it might mess up somebody else’s life. Looking at it isn’t necessarily the worst thing that can happen. When you’re enjoying the pool and then have to swim with somebody’s stuff, it’s not cool anytime, anywhere, anyhow!
Oh, you were in a hurry to flush and you hurt your finger on the handle! I’m sorry, but it doesn’t erase that somebody may have gotten flushed and others have been forced to swim in what seems like an endless swirl of your stuff. Oh, you lost part of your finger and you’ll never be able to flush the same again?! I’m sorry, but maybe you should jump in the pool and see if that isn’t much worse than the loss of part of your finger and not being able to flush properly! You will heal in many ways, but those people are still swirling round and round with your s……..tuff, and it doesn’t easily come off, if it ever will!
Oh, you’ve walked away from the toilet and “out of sight, out of mind” is working for you? Well, what you didn’t see, can’t see, but hopefully will see is the beauty of those who are being forced to swim in a swirl. Not only are they beautiful and loving people, but they are loved by many. The love they have, and the love directed toward them, will bring them healing and wholeness, eventually. What, probably, hurts the most is that, ordinarily, they would do anything they could to help you before, during, and after you flushed.
If you’re in the toilet, we love you, pray for you, and hope for hope for you. We’re sorry for the days we don’t jump in and swim with you, for the days we walk around the rim and can’t seem to find a ladder or rope that will rescue you, etc. We know that just because there are flushers, God didn’t flush and loves you every minute of every day. Those who get taken by the swirl are experiencing God’s love in a way we don’t know how to describe. Every day we pray that flushers stay where flushing is approved, and only do it the approve ways, in the bathroom, until their business is done and they can help make the outside world better than it was when they went into the bathroom.