I’ll admit it – my life is often driven by emotion.
I like to think that creative, passionate people often are – or maybe that’s just our excuse to justify our being that way.
My wife on the other hand is intelligent and solid – rarely crazed by the same things that often send me into a frantic frenzy.
Take this weekend for example. Meteorologically it was utterly beautiful. Blue skies, bright sunshine, mild temperatures and an orchestra of birds singing sweetly just about everywhere they landed.
But the peacefulness was short lived. You see my neighbors (who are habitually known for disrupting the silence) thought this absolutely perfect Sunday was in need of a little noise – compliments of an air gun used to work on a car in their backyard.
This went on for the majority of the day. Each passing hour I grew more and more angry and frustrated like a crotchety old man ready to yell at a bunch of kids playing stickball in the street.
My wife on the other hand, though not thrilled by the noise, managed to compartmentalize her annoyance so she could still fully enjoy her day.
Rodney Williams once said, “Patience – the gift of being able to see past the emotion.”
And I suppose that’s where I’m lacking – in my ability to see past the emotion. If I could then maybe such annoyances, however frequent, wouldn’t bother me as much. Wouldn’t cause to me waste much of my day being angry with someone else and ultimately robbing me from actually enjoying the blue skies, bright sunshine, mild temperatures and orchestra of birds.
Maybe I should have a little talk with those birds, after all we feed them every week. Maybe they need to start singing a little louder.