So through this crazy season of endings and beginnings I've grown to have less and less patience for, lack of a better term 'fluff.' In my world most things are black or white, up or down, right or wrong. Either you did or you didn't, fess up and move on-I don't need or care for the peripheral story. Accept responsibility and cut it out.
A few weeks back I overslept for work by two hours! Yeah, I felt like a tool. Way to lead by example right? I called my Department Head and fessed up. No excuses, no side story, nothing broke down, no tragic emergency; I simply dropped the ball. It was honestly really liberating. He sounded a little taken back and almost confused. What do you mean, you just overslept? What's wrong? What happened? Is everything ok? I didn't have an excuse and didn't want one. It took him more or less a day to get over it and now I'm back in good graces again.
I guess I just want the same blunt honesty from people. I know most people are, on some level, intimidated by conflict or at least a little uncomfortable with it. But my view is that if you don't have conflict, how can you ever learn conflict resolution?
So I get really annoyed when people are dishonest with me, vague or otherwise unclear. I get annoyed and a little cranky. This seems to be working my patience, which I've learned I really hate developing. But apparently in this season, Jesus seems to think I somehow would like more of it. Or He would like me to have more of it. Either way, I don't like it.
Jesus, please end this season of growing patience in me through other people-or end it soon. Or don't. Your call. Amen.
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