Insanely happy - and it has nothing to do with me...

"Not long after the warden deprived us of his company, I got a postcard in the mail. It was blank, but the postmark said Fort Hancock, Texas. Fort Hancock... right on the border. That's where Andy crossed. When I picture him heading south in his own car with the top down, it always makes me laugh. Andy Dufresne... who crawled through a river of shit and came out clean on the other side. Andy Dufresne... headed for the Pacific."  Red, from the movie The Shawshank Redemption

     I love that quote. I love a lot of quotes from that splendid film. I never even wanted to watch the Shawshank Redemption until a friend of mine, who is now a missionary, suggested it. I fell in love with it's message - one of hope and salvation. One that says to not give up despite your circumstances. I particularly like the part in the quote about laughing when he thinks of his friend driving in his own car. Red was overjoyed for his frien, and I understand. That's how I feel about some of my friends' circumstances. It doesn't have anything to do with me. I just feel a sense of gratification or justice for them, and it makes my heart soar.

     One such event, dealing with a friend whom I'll call Leann, has this effect on me. Her husband, 'Kurt,' was devious. Technically, he still is, but he is almost her ex now, and I will be forever grateful for that.
He verbally abused my friend for years while she stood back and questioned her own sanity. She no longer has to do that - she knows that she is not the one with the problem. He probably is a narcissist. But, as it states in the Bible "vengance is mine, says the Lord." Amen! She had to patiently wait for that vengenance, but the courts are now seeing it, and redemption is coming my friends....

     Kurt plays the victim repeatedly. Even when witnesses are present for his endless tirades, he sits back and tries to deny his behavior and point the finger at everyone else. I honestly think, if he could swing it, he'd blame the Pope for the state of his life! And I'm not kidding.

     However, at long last, the tides have turned. His ramblings via emails and in front of others are no longer tolerated. A judge even agrees. He'll have to move and being that he is a hoarder, this may be the ultimate sacrifice for him. It's all about his precious stuff. He could care less about people. He only cares about entitlement. Sadly, he isn't alone, not the way our society is heading at any rate. Yet, I find a sense of serenity inside of me. Leann no longer has to deal with this. She doesn't have to hear the anger, the accusations, the fiery darts of rage being slung at her. No more, no more! When I think of that, a smile crosses my face and stays there. Glee fills my heart.  She is free. Seeing her embrace the new-found freedom makes me want to stand and applaud her. It has nothing to do with me. Yet, elation surrounds me.

     Leann, you are a real trooper. Keep marching forward my very dear friend. God is indeed on your side.