Anger is a strange thing; one never knows what might set a
person off and then there are varied levels of anger, such as frustration,
irritation, rage, and of course “merely upset.” On top of that, there are
varied levels of life circumstances that can initiate anger, not limited to
issues with parents, job, politics and religion.
Well recently, something normally miniscule made me angry. I
raced home between appointments to make some lunch; it is healthy-ish, good for
the budget, and satisfying, right? I opened some extra sharp cheddar cheese and
made a quesadilla. I hate it when there are dishes left out, so while lunch was
heating up, I decided to clean up and put everything back. Time-efficiency is
my long, underrated, middle name.
Everyone knows that cheese has to be wrapped up as tightly
as possible so that it doesn’t get moldy. So before I put it into a Ziploc bag,
I decided to first wrap it in plastic wrap and THEN put it into the plastic bag.
That is when I got angry. The plastic wrap box normally comes with a serrated
edge so you can tear off the plastic. But the box at my house had part of the
jagged edge missing. Have you ever tried to separate a piece of plastic wrap
from itself by just stretching it? It is maddening.
Please it is never THAT easy:
There is no moral to this story, no great ending, just
proving the ridiculousness of humanity. We can create plastic so thin that it
can be stretched, but for some reason we cannot figure out how to cut it. We
think we know everything. But it is proven over and over that we are stumped by
the seemingly stupid. In this case, I lost out to a box. What else do I assume
I know?
I wonder if this is ever how God thinks about us, people,
humanity? Yes, I know, God is a God of love. But you can love and still be
angry or upset, right? I just wonder if He ever looks down and sees the
freaking marvel of what is the human body, and then sees the talents and
goodness he has given to each person, and then sees it misused, abused, or even
worse, NOT used. I am specifically referring to those that pretend they are not
good at anything. We are so afraid of arrogance and pride that we don’t embrace
the talents or giftings we have been given. Instead of excelling we hide that piece
of knowledge we have, or we shrug off leadership and sit passively by.
I am suggesting we stop being falsely humble, embrace what
we are good at to benefit others, and live in triumph. And before I really get
on my soap box, I’ll end this soon-to-be-too-long entry and suggest that you get
on with it! Life is too short to live in mediocrity!
What do you think?
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