The glaring red light mocked me. I could hear its unpleasant laugh as I stared at it. I only had one short mile to travel, yet managed to approach every street light at the exact time they turned red.
Earlier a friend I had not seen in a few weeks called to say she would be at my house by six that evening. I had plenty of time to run to the grocery store after work. Or so I thought.
I arrived at the store frustrated with the delay but thought I could make up the time with a quick sweep of the store. I headed to the deli and was relieved to find a short line. I took a number and awaited my turn.
My irritation grew as the short wait turned into fifteen minutes due to mechanical failure of the equipment used to slice meat.
I watched as time quickly moved forward. I pictured my friend sitting in her car outside of my home wondering if I had forgotten about her.
After completing my order, I hurried through the store and picked up the rest of my items. There was still time to make it home before my friend arrived.
But time was not on my side this day. I ran into delays at the checkout lane and again in traffic as I drove home.
With each delay, I grew more anxious. I watched the clock tick past our designated meeting time. I wanted to shout my frustrations to anyone that would listen.
Proverbs 29:11 (NIV)
Fools give full vent to their rage, but the wise bring calm in the end.
I knew I could not control the timing of the stop lights, the delays at the grocery store or the traffic.
But I could control myself. I lifted up prayers asking for patience as I encountered events beyond my control.
When I arrived home, my friend was waiting for me in the driveway and dismissed my apology for being late.
Relieved to be home and glad to see her, I found myself unable to enjoy our visit. God had given me patience, but I carried my frustration with me. This left me feeling uneasy and stressed.
After she left, I was upset at myself for letting frustration take over my emotions.
I picked up my Bible and turned to Romans 11:6
And if by grace, then it cannot be based on works; if it were, grace would no longer be grace.
God reminded me of his grace. There is nothing I can do to earn it, and there is nothing I can do that will take it away. It’s there at all times.
Even though I did not explode in rage, I did let my feelings dictate my mood. As I lifted my feelings up to God, his grace was with me.
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