Do you ever just look at a situation or end up smack dab in the middle of one where your mind eventually settles on that word:
I’ve found myself in a couple of these situations within the past few weeks.
My reflecting back on those ridiculous moments makes me remember that the aggravation that welled up in my body was just about as ridiculous as the actual thing that caused my blood pressure to rise a bit.
Thinking back on them now, I giggle. I really giggle. Like LOL even. I’m not laughing at the person who caused it really…just the attitude they had in making the moment crazy. I forgive their ridiculousness. I really think I’m good at that kind of forgiveness. I just wish I could dish out forgiveness much quicker than I do at times. My husband says I hold on to it for too long, but of course, that is when he is involved.
As a teacher, I would wear myself out if I held on to a grudge against one of my students. Not that I have a ton of unruly students in my classroom, but if I had held on to a bad feeling I had toward their behavior from over the years, I would have a huge black spot in my soul! (this is my 21st year to teach!)
Ok, I know I’m babbling. I haven’t really blogged a good one in a while. I’m just thinking about this word RIDICULOUS and these situations I’ve come up against.
I pray that I don’t make things get that way in my daily walk. I believe that a ridiculous moment can hurt one’s story/testimony. It can make you look unqualified in the “smarts” dept. It can sometimes make you look downright OFF. As one of my friends might say, “You are showing too much of your crazy.” haha!
It’s just RIDICULOUS.