Tag Archive | patience

What you Think you Heard (What I Really Said)

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Have you ever been in a situation or a conversation with a coworker, friend, family member, or loved one where no matter how great, wonderful, and positive your day is going, someone misconstrues what you said, words become heated, bringing your happiness to an all-time low?

Some people are quick to anger, or have a critical spirit. How do you react to ‘words that were put in your mouth’?

In your head, you’re thinking, “I never said that” or “What are you talking about?” or “What just happened?” although many times you remain quiet, and say nothing, lest you incite an argument.

We’ve all probably been the recipient (and accuser) different times in our lives.

No matter how hard you try to decipher misinterpreted words, often, it’s not possible. There’s got to be an underlying reason. Right? Maybe there’s something else on their minds, maybe they had a bad day….

Sometimes, situations escalate. You may not talk to that person for days, months, or even years.

Life happens. And in the scheme of life, Sh** happens.

The above phrase reminds me of my first girlfriend’s trip to Honolulu, Hawaii. On a strict daily budget, the four of us visited the local McDonald’s. After receiving our food, we garnered seats at a table, partially protected by a roof overhang in an open-air atmosphere. Deb and Cheryl sat under the roofed area; Jo Ellen and I sat outside.

As I began to nibble on my Filet-O-Fish and fries, I noticed several pigeons inching closer to our table.

“Don’t feed the pigeons, they’ll poop on you,” Jo Ellen advised.

I didn’t want to hear what she said. I just figured those pigeons must be hungry.

Soon, I felt a ‘plop’ directly on top of my head. A warm, white liquid began trickling down my bangs, onto my stylish sunglasses, and landing onto my Filet-O-Fish sandwich. Quickly, the tarter sauce and the ‘white liquid’ became one.

The feeling of misinterpreted words mentioned earlier, felt eerily similar to the pigeon pooping on my head.

So what can you and I do to remedy these situations?

With the pigeon poop dilemma, I located the nearest restroom, put my head under the faucet, and washed out the unpleasantry with clean water. I proceeded to enjoy the limitless beauty of the tropical island.

Sometimes, it’s not that easy with relationships.

The Bible tells us to stay calm.

Proverbs 14:29 says, “Whoever is patient has great understanding, but one who is quick-tempered displays folly.”

I especially like this quote from James 1:19-20 —

“Understand this my brothers and sisters: You must all be quick to listen, slow to speak, and slow to get angry. Human anger does not produce the righteousness God desires.”

Wow. What a powerful verse. Especially, the last sentence.

Human anger doesn’t produce the righteousness God desires.

Try to talk about what just happened with each other, in a calm, respectful manner.

Then pray.

The Feels Like Home blog suggests to pray for yourself, pray for the other person, and pray for the situation. People can’t change people. Only God can change people.

And above all, love one another.

Ephesians 4:1-32

“I therefore, a prisoner for the Lord, urge you to walk in a manner worthy of the calling to which you have been called, with all humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing with one another in love, eager to maintain the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace. There is one body and one Spirit—just as you were called to the one hope that belongs to your call— one Lord, one faith, one baptism…”

Peace out, and love

Sheree

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When God Says Wait…..

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I have a friend name Frankie. She’s a veteran. Not only that, she’s a vibrant, artistic individual with wisdom beyond her years.

She opened my eyes to a devotional called “Coffee with God” during the Christmas season. I love the book’s cover, and I love the way Sarah Arthur writes, inspires….the way she feels…..

Last Sunday, I had the privilege and opportunity to read communion meditation at both services. The message I wanted to convey was spelled out in Sarah’s Arthur’s devotional page entitled “When God Says Wait.”

It talks about praying, but not always receiving answers. How long must we wait? How long must we pray the same prayer day after day? (read insert below)

coffee with godAfter I read this message to the congregation, I spoke my own personal message. It goes like this ….

It seems we’re all waiting for something. And we’re not alone in this.

David tells us in Psalm 40 verses 1 & 2
“I waited patiently for the Lord;
He turned to me and heard my cry.
He lifted me out of the slimy pit,
Out of the mud and mire;
He set my feet on a rock
And gave me a firm place to stand.”

When Jesus died on the cross and wiped out our sins, he pulled us out of our slimy pit.  He knew right here, right now, we’d be reflecting on his sacrifice of that fateful day.

I believe the most important thing we’re waiting for is Jesus return.

I can just imagine that day in my mind….

As he scoops me up in his arms, and tells me he’s heard all my prayers, and he loves me, and that the wait is over….

Chance Meeting?

Recently, I attended a local networking group meeting on Thursday.   A year had passed since my first visit to observe the group.

Call it intuition or a gut feeling, but I sensed a palpable reason drawing me to the meeting.

I arrived late and took a seat. I noticed the group had grown.  I was impressed.

Each member commanded the floor and spoke of business referrals.

As the meeting ended, it took on a decidedly personal feel.  One gentlemen offered free beverages at his diner and others talked about local fundraisers.

Although my reason for attending had been to acquire information about the group, network and market myself – I felt a deeper connection to one woman who spoke about her uncle recently diagnosed with an invasive cancer.  She asked if anyone had information on this subject to please talk to her before she left the meeting.

Coincidentally, my cousin Alan was struggling through this same issue with his girlfiend.  Diagnosed a few months ago, she was currently undergoing chemotherapy.

After the meeting, I approached her.  (We’ll call her Sarah).

I introduced myself again, and suggested she get in touch with my cousin.  I remembered Alan’s number was saved on my cell phone.

“I’ll just give him a quick call.”

As I dialed Alan’s number, I silently prayed for solace and comfort for Sarah.

“Hello,” a soothing voice answered.

“Hey Alan, it’s your cousin, Sheree.”

“I thought it might be you.  What’s up?”

I explained my reason for the call, and Alan requested “I put her on the phone.”

Sarah spoke with him for more than twenty minutes, jotting information on her notepad.  During this time, I occupied my mind studying the beautiful paintings, photography and watercolors scattered about the meeting room wall, and examining my new business cards.

Normally, I’m very impatient waiting for someone, but today my patience came from a higher source.

After the conversation, Sarah handed the phone back to me.  I bid Alan goodbye, and thanked him for chatting with her.

With a smile of relief on Sarah’s face, she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around me.

“Alan said to give you a big hug.”

Sarah admitted her spirits were lifted by her conversation with Alan.

“He shouldn’t be alive,” she said, recounting numerous close calls of losing his life.  “He’s a fighter.  If it wasn’t for his faith, he wouldn’t have made it through.”

After I left the meeting room, I’d realized that my networking today resulted in the best referral I could have ever given – my cousin, Alan.  His words of encouragement allowed Sarah to handle shattering news with calmness and confidence.

And I am certain this connection wasn’t a coincidence.  It came through God’s grace and almighty power.