Resolved & reconciled
The problem with doing stupid things is that they always come back to haunt me.
So, after admitting that I was wrong to blog about the incident without first speaking with the writer in question, I started imagining... what if someone were to read about this on my blog, and confront/accuse the writer in person? How would the guy feel?
I'd feel... somehow betrayed. Hurt. Humiliated. Angry that this blogger hadn't had the decency to speak to me about it beforehand, and that people who didn't know me were now discussing me behind my back.
Uh-oh.
I decided I needed to call the guy and bring this issue up to him before anybody else did. I only hoped I wasn't too late.
But you know me; I shy away from conflict. I hate antagonising or upsetting anyone. So I left it to the last minute and called at 5pm. But he was free after work -- and he agreed to meet me.
Thank God, I was in time. Nobody had raised the issue to him ahead of me. And when I told him how it looked from my side and how it'd felt, he apologised unreservedly, admitting his fault. As I admitted mine -- wrongly making the issue public, without first approaching him. We're all learning & growing, all on the same journey. Thank God for His grace, right?