Eventually the dining table that had been reserved just for Clarence became 'Ours' mutually. He even started leaving his room more and coming to meals early just to hang out.
The other people were still very outspoken about Clarence's odor, saying, "Merrym, why are you sitting there? How can you stand that raunchy smell? Or that horrid personality? I knew you were a bit off kilter, but this is too much!" Clarence and I would try our best to ignore them or snap off a witty remark that quickly produced a hush from the mouthy party.
Later I would visit each person that had made a hurtful comment. With all the love God had afforded me I gave them a little lesson in perspective no matter their age. "Do you know Clarence can't help how he smells?" I'd ask. "You need to be more understanding! I'm sure you've said this to someone at some time in your life. Put yourself in his shoes. Treat people the way you want to be treated. God loves Clarence as much as He does you!"
Slowly, but gradually the others came around, apologizing to Clarence for the mistreatment they had heaped on him, which caused more of a turn-around in his personality. People began visiting with him to the point that a guest to the facility commented loudly, "Boy! That guy is very popular! I wouldn't mind being in the middle of that crowd." Clarence beamed with pride at what he had just heard...
But my mouth would encourage you; comfort from my lips would bring you relief.
Job 16:5
I am blessed
Merrym Dawn Mathis Bruce
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