Doh Moment
I’m an angry driver. I just am. When people act like they’ve never seen a car before, yet they’re behind the wheel…that makes me angry. My daily commute is pretty easy, nothing like Atlanta’s traffic. However if there is traffic in Columbus, it’s at 8:05am heading downtown from the northend. That’s my drive.
This morning I was scatting down 2nd avenue. Here’s the scene:
I’m cruising about 45 in a 35 down the tight 4 lane road that is 2nd Avenue; Greyhound ten yards off my right bumper, red light staring me down just down the road; there’s a dump truck stopped at the red light in my lane and four cars lined up behind; he’ll be slow to go at the green; no cars in the other lane, but not enough room to scoot in front of the Greyhound and make the stop at the red; dangit; so I slow down for the cars lined up behind the dumptruck in my lane as the light turns green; Saturn in front of me will not frackin’ go; come on!; don’t be hitting the brakes when it’s green; I know I’m all up on your luggage rack, but that would change if you would just GO!; I cut around asking WTF; expletive, expletive; cut to 5 minutes later in the coffee shop line; a woman walks in and I recognize the hair; the recipient of my nasty snarls; I let her in front of me in line; then she lights up and looks at me and says….
"Jonathan? From Christ Community Church? Hi, I’m _________, how is your son? We have been praying for him non-stop. It’s such a blessing to see you guys back at church and you playing on stage again."
Me = small, angry, self-serving, prideful, arrogant
God= full of mercy, full of grace, full of second chances
I’ll try to do better tomorrow. promise.
