I often find myself getting frustrated with little things. Sometimes it’s my spongy heart feeling inflamed and fixated on words. But mostly it these things that can change my day from excellent to well it’s was just okay. I can let things go like a broken knick nack that I’ve loved for years or even a car accident but someone gives constructive criticism, and I fixate on it. And sometimes when a lot of little things happen all at once when my mood changes to the positive person to doom and gloom.
I understand that this my sin and I accept the fact that thing makes me frustrated.
I feel like some people handle frustration better than me. Jman kinds of stuff and stuff and then once he is too emotionally invested he explodes then he is better for a while. I, on the other hand, take each frustration and fixate on one and let it loom over my life till its a rainstorm or like when I’m nervous or upset I peel the skin on my fingers. I don’t know when I started doing this, but the only times I discovered that the only time I don’t peel the skin off is while I’m on vacation or while I’m visiting my family.
Today is Wednesday, and I feel bruised from work and tired. We had a big work event that I directed on Saturday. Even though the event was deemed a huge success there was one person who made a suggestion. I found myself investigating if we needed to make a change and I became frustrated. Then yesterday at work I was sharing about a parent’s great response for the event and a coworker could just laugh. Learning new style guides for school when I went the first time they required a different style guide. And not to mention the voice of self-doubt has been louder than my heavenly’s father reassuring voice.
So what do I do when the frustration crowd in.
I watch sappy movies.
I share my feelings with Jman.
I stick to my routine.
I read books.
I am determined to learn from my mistakes.
And finally, I accept that I am only human. God Made me this way, and even sometimes I get frustrated with myself and the ways I respond to things, that I peel the skin off my thumbs til they bleed, that my heart feels things that others don’t. I am just who God wants to me to be. And there are days that frustrations make me feel tired and cranky, but these are not the end of the world.
9 Love prospers when a fault is forgiven,
but dwelling on it separates close friends.
TTFN and God Bless you and Keep you