WARNING: THIS IS A RANDOM BABBLE!
Where does aggravation come from? I mean, I know what causes it, but why does our brain hold on to it at times.
Today, after school, I wanted to scream! Why?!? I’m not totally sure.
The bell had rung and I was somewhat free. I did have an errand, but no big. I do have a meeting tonight, but one I’m excited about actually. So why was I so aggravated?
HORMONAL?!? The weather? Was the oxygen to my brain constricted?
I’m still yelling, I guess, because I keep using exclamation marks. I’m really ok now.
What was wrong with me?
Have you ever felt like this?
Have you ever just wanted to crawl in a hole and stay there for a while. I felt like I wanted to escape. I was in my vehicle with no one else at one time and just wanted to drive and drive with no destination. I was not depressed. I was not hurting. I was just BLAH.
What happened? Maybe a kid got under my skin? (mmmhmmm) Maybe my shoes weren’t fitting just right? (that can happen) Maybe I just have a lot to do? (I do have a list on my desk.)
I’m just so thankful feelings like that PASS. I prayed, I sung songs of praise and I prayed some more.
What do YOU do to help get rid of that kind of feeling?
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.