Garbage collectors

Each day, while driving to work, I pass the central facility and office for a garbage collection company. The collectors clock in, get their assignments, and then grab the keys to their vehicles. They start them up and they rumble out of the yard, one by one, fanning out across the city to collect people’s waste.

At some point, these trucks will fill up. There’s only so much that can collect before they will have to go to the landfill to deposit their collections.

There are human “garbage trucks” too. Some people are so full of junk – frustration, anger, and disappointment — that eventually, they have to have a place to dump it. And sometimes, it’s right on me.

And what do I do when its’ dumped on me? Do I spread it about even more to other people at work, at home or to innocent strangers on the streets around me? Or do I find a trash bag, collect it, and neatly deposit it. Do I just move on and love them.

It’s been said. “Love the people who treat you right. Pray for the ones who don’t.”