Microwaves, Crockpots and Irritations

As I began this past month moving into my own space, I found myself amazed at how much I take for granted those simple things in life we get use to.
When the kitchen was all put away and I actually had some groceries brought in, I decided to fix a pitcher of tea. I filled up my little container, plopped in the tea bags and turned to open the microwave door to find that there was no microwave. Where was the microwave, the last several places had microwaves. But something in the back of my mind remembered that years ago, when I had moved into my house, my daughter sold my microwave. It never dawned on me that I would move into a place that did not furnish a microwave and that I would not have been aware of not having one.

The second mind lapse was when I began looking for the box with the Crockpot. It was the first really cold spell for the season and a fresh batch of veggie soup was in order. I would fill my Crockpot full of good veggies and let then cook all day. But then as I was going down what I had unpacked, I remembered that we sold the Crockpot in a garage sale because the handle had been broken for years and I knew when I was on my own again, I would just get a new one.
So there you go. No microwave and no Crockpot. I may be one of the few people in this world or in this United States that do not have a microwave or Crockpot. In fact I am sure that statement is not a true statement. For over the years, I have worked in the world of philanthropy and have come to realize that we think just as in this situation that we are the minority. When actually, just in our own back yard there are those who don’t have the possessions we have.

Yesterday morning as I was sitting in Church, I had a very happy person ask me if I was excited about being in my own space. I actually told her no. She asked why and I told her I had been too busy to be excited. Her response was, Well, It’s Sunday! This flippant statement really irritated me. I could not get this off of my mind yesterday. What was even more interesting was when I laid down for what was to be an hour nap, ended up being nine hour nap and then on and off sleep until it was time for me to get up. I kept thinking each time I awoke about this statement and the really scalding e-mail I wanted to write to this person. I would drift back off to sleep and then wake up with the same thoughts and scalding e-mail.

During my early morning talk time with the Lord, I really had to tell Him, how much she and others like this irritate me. I also told Him, that I knew that He had been talking to me about my attitude, being Holy and being broken, in order to make me more like Him. It’s sort of comical when I think about it. I do so want to be that really Holy Woman of God, not a Holier Than Though Woman of God. But when I think of what He has taught me, I am not so sure He himself would not have been a little miffed at this person.

As I see it, there are those in our Christian Family, who flit around wanting people to think they are all that, when they really don’t care. God has really pinched me a lot about how and why I do things for others. When we want self gratification, to be recognized, or a pat on the back, then the motive is certainly wrong reason. Even when one asks questions, check your motive. Are you really interested or do you just want those around you seeing you?

There is no doubt in my mind, that I certainly get irritated more than others. I think it is in my genes. But I also know that it makes me take a look closely at my own self and how I do and do not treat others.

I did in fact send an e-mail, but instead of a scalding one, I sent a thank you for her always being a happy person. I believe that we truly never know what a person is carrying on within themselves, and they reflect what they think should be reflected.

So I would ask – what’s inside of you and what do you reflect?