"Let love and faithfulness never leave you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart. Then you will win favor and a good name in the sight of God and man," (Proverbs 3: 3-4).
Have you ever been in a situation where what is 'fair' and what is 'kind' come in conflict with each other? What is fair is that you have every right to pitch a fit over something that ruffles you. But what is kind is to extend patience and grace in your reactions to the situation.
Not that we can't hold others accountable for their irresponsibility. But, the attitude by which we do this tells a lot about our heart.
Boy can this be tough.
When life is clicking along with only the occasional bump in the road, I am all about being kind. But if someone overturns my applecart my Italian blood begs me to break bad on somebody. I'm not sure exactly how to define what breaking bad means except to say it usually involves the lethal combination of PMS, stress, running late and someone else doing something that ruffles the few tail feathers I have left.
Is there a sister in the house that can relate?
So, I say all this to preface the graduation invitations that went forth from our home yesterday. They are late. They are... different than what I expected.
Last week I literally had to stand at my kitchen counter and decide if I was going to extend grace and laugh about the situation or break bad on somebody. Somebody didn't bring the form home to order the proper pieces to complete the invitations.
So, instead of printed name cards you will see a scribbled name.
Instead of a cap and gown photo you will see a resurrected 8th grade photo that has been cropped so the printed 2005 at the bottom doesn't make the recipients do mental math while scratching their head.
And I certainly know that you are supposed to have 2 envelopes- an outer and an inner. However, if you mess up the outer envelope and have no extras, you might be forced to use the inner envelope with no sticky strip by which to seal it. So, please excuse the marks left behind from the purple glue stick used for this emergency.
As I stood at the counter, I bossed my heart around a little and in the end decided to let the truth of Proverbs 3 redirect me a bit.
While our invites look a little squirrely, might you see the love sealed into each envelope.
Might you see a mama's heart who is so stinkin' proud of this boy that I decided it didn't really matter what the invitations looked like.
Might you hear the laughter sealed into each one because a mama decided the joy of this occasion far outweighs the need for properly done invites.
Besides, my need for proper has certainly been tempered over the years. I've learned to battle snakes, raccoons, and fugitives... certainly I can lay aside my ruffled tail feathers and let love and faithfulness reign supreme in my heart.
How about you? Any situations where you want to break bad but are deciding not to?
Have you ever been in a situation where what is 'fair' and what is 'kind' come in conflict with each other? What is fair is that you have every right to pitch a fit over something that ruffles you. But what is kind is to extend patience and grace in your reactions to the situation.
Not that we can't hold others accountable for their irresponsibility. But, the attitude by which we do this tells a lot about our heart.
Boy can this be tough.
When life is clicking along with only the occasional bump in the road, I am all about being kind. But if someone overturns my applecart my Italian blood begs me to break bad on somebody. I'm not sure exactly how to define what breaking bad means except to say it usually involves the lethal combination of PMS, stress, running late and someone else doing something that ruffles the few tail feathers I have left.
Is there a sister in the house that can relate?
So, I say all this to preface the graduation invitations that went forth from our home yesterday. They are late. They are... different than what I expected.
Last week I literally had to stand at my kitchen counter and decide if I was going to extend grace and laugh about the situation or break bad on somebody. Somebody didn't bring the form home to order the proper pieces to complete the invitations.
So, instead of printed name cards you will see a scribbled name.
Instead of a cap and gown photo you will see a resurrected 8th grade photo that has been cropped so the printed 2005 at the bottom doesn't make the recipients do mental math while scratching their head.
And I certainly know that you are supposed to have 2 envelopes- an outer and an inner. However, if you mess up the outer envelope and have no extras, you might be forced to use the inner envelope with no sticky strip by which to seal it. So, please excuse the marks left behind from the purple glue stick used for this emergency.
As I stood at the counter, I bossed my heart around a little and in the end decided to let the truth of Proverbs 3 redirect me a bit.
While our invites look a little squirrely, might you see the love sealed into each envelope.
Might you see a mama's heart who is so stinkin' proud of this boy that I decided it didn't really matter what the invitations looked like.
Might you hear the laughter sealed into each one because a mama decided the joy of this occasion far outweighs the need for properly done invites.
Besides, my need for proper has certainly been tempered over the years. I've learned to battle snakes, raccoons, and fugitives... certainly I can lay aside my ruffled tail feathers and let love and faithfulness reign supreme in my heart.
How about you? Any situations where you want to break bad but are deciding not to?
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