I’m just going to shoot straight with you – as much as I want to be, I’m not naturally a “go with the flow” type of girl. Some may call this excessively Type A, others may call it excessively rigid – but either way, it turns out to be pretty unpleasant for me sometimes.
The other day, when my boyfriend and I were planning to go mountain biking at 5 PM, we actually didn’t get to the trails until closer to 6:45. After I rushed out of the office, hurried to get to our meeting spot so we would have the most possible amount of time biking, I did a whole lot of waiting. Alone. In fact, when I arrived at his work (where we were planning to meet, hop in the same car and then quickly head out to the trails), he wasn’t even there yet. And he didn’t get there for a good 20 minutes after me.
When he finally arrived, he could tell I was a little peeved – though I fought hard to keep my frustration from showing through my half-smile. When we started to talk about the day’s events and what threw us behind schedule, it turns out, he drove all the way back home (about 30 minutes) to get something for me – to make sure that my ride was pleasant and that my first experience on the trails with him would be one worth remembering.
In an instant, I regretted ever wasting time being frustrated.
Everything he did – everything that made him just 20 minutes late, was for me. It was for my good and wellbeing, even if it interfered with the plans I made in my head and even if it was grossly inconvenient for him.
And then it hit me – I react the same way with God sometimes.
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