This week I have mostly been wrong.
What I have discovered about being wrong is usually I set off thinking, I was a little bit wrong there...it's accompanied by an uncomfortable feeling, somehow things are not quite right...
then...I start madly justifying myself, but there's also another voice saying, if you're justifying yourself... you are wrong..!
Slowly I'm getting wound up, and the slightly uncomfortable feeling is growing into anger, frustration and upset.
Then I start praying about it and I'm like this can't be right, and God is the calm in the storm of my mind turmoil...but I don't like what he's saying because he's saying I'm wrong...too,
and then finally I see my pride, that cannot allow me to be wrong...me wrong..? and so wrong..!
But I am wrong and finally I say it, I do not choose myself because I am wrong and in that moment when I admit am wrong, harmony is restored and I'm back to my lovely, slightly quirky self, thinking, thank you God, I was only so wrong!
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