We went to a new restaurant tonight, and it was fancier and pricier then we thought it would be. All the guys loved their food, by I tried some dang kind of shark and it tasted ick. I spent $30 bucks for a meal that I could not eat. The problem is I didn't like it. I don't think food is returnable if I just make a wrong choice. If it had been poorly cooked or prepared, that would of bee different, but since I just made a bad choice I ate my salad and my rice and drank my wine.
Luckily, I received a free glass of wine because Boy A found a fly in his soda. He got a new drink too. I enjoyed the wine.
I've been thinking about the Amish today. I am struck by the way they deal with tragedy. I see the value of working not to hold anger against the person who has done them wrong. Especially in a case like this. I look at the hurtful things that have happened to me. I want to hold on to the anger, I want to blame, I want the person who hurt me to hurt. The sad thing is that none of that brings relief. Holding on to anger and blame, hurts the holder and has no effect on the person we blame. If the Amish can forgive the man who killed their children, I should be able to forgive all those I think have harmed me. I still have my children. I can hold them, see them. I can and do thank God for adding them to my life. I have all that I really need. I have my family.
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