Every day the situations we are put in define what we really
believe. Sometimes how I respond to the
irritations that life throws at me, sometimes daily, is critical. I work in food service. I love it.
It puts me in a position to see a variety of different in a day. One
thing I especially love is watching their reactions and responses to little
things. I have seen people upset because there was .01 more than they asked
for. I have seen little children holding out their hands for popcorn chicken as
their parent walks by. I have been
yelled at and made to feel less than human because an order was missed. I have also watched a nicely dressed lady
show a ton of class when soda shot all over her. She just laughed and declared, “Guess I need
a shower now.” She could have been angry
and upset but instead she chose to laugh and “let it go, let it go” as the song
says. Most of the time it serves a great reminder for me to watch my attitude
and extend grace and mercy. I mean
seriously, is it worth being upset over .01 of a pound extra meat? The fact is that most of the things that I
let bother me are things that have no real lasting effect on me others or the
world. If I’m going to be angry and
irritated about something, I want it to be something that really matters. I want people to be happy to see me, not
happy to see me leave. I pray that when
people see me they would be drawn to Christ because of how they see me respond
to the little irritations that life throws as me from time to time. I want to lighten up and show the grace and
mercy that God has shown me. After all,
isn't it our job, as Christians to respond to life in such a way that other
want to know how we can respond in the way we do? How do I know that my response to life situations
is the catalyst that will draw others to Christ?
There are tragedy and sadness in everyone's life, No one is exempt. Yet, in the midst of the hurt and pain, God is there. He takes the things that hurt us and make us sad and turns them into things are beautiful. The death of my mother was a tragedy to my dad. However, because of that tragedy, my dad began to see his need for God. In his brokenness, he found a God that could make him whole. God turned his ashes into beauty. My dad, in turn, taught me to love God. I am blessed to know God as my savior because of my dad. God also blessed me with a lovely step-mom Life is harsh at times, and many things are sad, Yet, if we let him, he will take our ashes and make them into a work of art. He delights in making the ash heaps of our life beautiful. When we are broken, God is near, and where there is sorrow, he will turn it into dancing. Thank you, God, F...
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