So yesterday I'm driving along in my little Saturn. I had a book that I wanted to share with someone so I sat it on my front seat. Well the first red light I come to, I slow down and it slides off the seat and hits the floor. I patiently pick it up and sit it on the seat again, only to repeat the process at the next red light. Now I am starting to get irritated. So realizing that it is ridiculous to keep doing the same thing and expecting different results, I pick up the book and place it, with authority, on the dashboard. So when I pull away from the stop light, the book slides off the dashboard and, you guessed it, onto the floor. Now here is where I get really mature. I picked the book up off of the floor, then I wailed back to the floor with great force! (In my mind I was thinking "Fine, book, if that is where you want to be, then that is where you WILL be, ">#*%@)$*!!!")
As I drove along, I began to laugh. How silly I was acting...like a 3 year old!!! And yet, how much better I felt as I drove along with that book sitting in punishment on the floor. Yeah, I'm a big boy now!
So Lord, thanks for not slamming to the ground when I don't stay where you put me. You're SO much more mature than me! Thanks for being willing to, ever-so-slowly, make me like you...
Your little meladrama reminds me of something that Greg Cox would do....it caused me to laugh with noise as I sit here at the computer.
ReplyDeleteMore important is the message you brought to my conscious mind. That was priceless! Thanks
B~
Your book must be friends with some water bottles in my car. Have a blessed rest of the week. Grace and Peace...
ReplyDeleteI read your blog and started to smile and then laugh! This happens to me in my car with my hundred pound purse--it even spills out. I fuss about it, and it makes me a little angry. My girls say why do you have to this hundred pound purse here to fall over? I think it's a security thing. They have said mom put it somewhere in the car where it won't move, and it will not fall over. Yes, my girls are right this time. I hate to admit it, but then I started thinking...I don't have to be consumed with it sitting right next to me. It's definitely here in the car with me. So, the next time I want to put it on the seat by me I will laugh and think of you with your book, and not get mad--just laugh! You made my day!
ReplyDeleteha ha. From one stop light picker upper to another...Sandy Morris
Was that completely necessary, Barb?
ReplyDeleteAnd I thought I was the only one who 'punished' inanimate objects like that! Good point, though! THANKS!
ReplyDeleteI sent this reply yesterday but it never showed up sooo I repeat.
ReplyDelete"That sounds like a chip off the old block!!!"
Brett,
ReplyDeleteWas it the book with the ISBN 0711216126 being called to where it belongs?
Now you have to look :)
Give peace a chance.
ReplyDeleteWow... someone else acts like a 3-year old once in a while, too! If it falls on the floor 3 times, I just leave it there, and curse it. So the story goes...
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