I've decided what I'm going to try to give up for Lent: Being a selfish jerk. I should probably give up my morning coffee, but I think that might severely limit my ability to give up the selfish-jerk thing. Let me tell you how I came to this Lenten goal.
Dennis had scheduled, for 8:15 this morning, a guy (hereafter referred to as "Guy #1") to come do something at our house. I, of course, was the one who had to be there to meet Guy #1, but I didn’t have any contact info for Guy #1.
Here are my text messages to Dennis:
8:37: He’s not here, yet.
9:02: 47 minutes late
(9:06: I try to call Dennis’s cell phone. It goes to voice mail.)
Back to texting:
9:10: approaching angry at this point. Can’t be held responsible for my attitude IF he ever shows up.
No response from my husband, so I changed my tactics and called his work phone. No answer.
So I E-mailed: “Unless you’re lying in a roadside ditch, I suggest you read your texts and respond.” Again, nothing.
At 9:25, I gave up and left for work.
At 10:11, I get a return call from Dennis telling me “sorry,” he’d been in a meeting and when he checked his E-mail, Guy #1 had written to apologize; he’d never put the appointment on his calendar.
For over 2 hours I’d worked myself into an ulcer, and Guy #1 didn’t even know I was on planet Earth. In those two hours, I was definitely NOT showing self control, endurance, godliness, brotherly affection or love in increasing measure. No, I was being a selfish jerk, thinking it was all about me, and doing harm only to myself. (Thankfully Guy #1 didn’t show up at 9:24. Being an example of godliness wasn’t on my to-do list at that point.)
If you see me in the next 40 days stomping my foot because I didn’t get my own way, feel free to hold me accountable. However, if I have coffee in my hand, leave it alone.
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