Wow if I’m not feeling convicted by a recent post by my friend Sara.
(PS, I swear that sometimes Sara and I have some odd blog connection, so many times has she posted on a topic I have sitting in draft. This is not the case this time, though this is a topic I’ve been mulling lately, I have not been writing about it.)
How many times in the past weeks (months?) have I spoken too fast, too harshly, too impatiently, too sarcastically? Too many. Far, far too many. Now I’m a sarcastic gal, always have been (by this, I mean, my sense of humor is on the sarcastic side). And I do honestly believe that that is just part of how God made me. Sarcastic and, well, a wee bit cynical. But that doesn’t give me license and free reign to be sarcastic just willy-nilly all over the place.
And I’ve been saying “well, when I’m sleeping more and I’m not so tired.” “when I get this website up.” “when I’m not so stressed out and rushed all the time” THEN, I’ll be patient, kind, and not so easily angered.
But, clearly, this is not right. Truth is, I’m placing business before family right now, and though I don’t think it’s harming the amount of time I spend with Wally, it is harming the quality of any of the time I spend with any family – because I’m tired, and less patient, and more harsh.
Not good, not good.
I have been thinking about her post. There is so much truth in what she writes.
On the other hand, I tend to agree with the bumper sticker that says, “If you’re not outraged, you’re not paying attention.” We can’t all be calm, cool and collected all the time, can we? Isn’t there a place for justified anger in this world?
As for dealing with family, for me being rested is directly linked to my ability to stay patient and calm with my older son. I need to make sleep a higher priority in my life than it is right now.