So.. I just got home not too long ago, and I had to stop and buy a couple groceries.It’s a pretty cold night here in NY, and I only have two hands, and I had more than two bags..way more. But i didn’t want to make a second trip out to my car (which btw I hope and pray is not parked too close to a hydrant). So I decided to try and bring everything in at once..
Now I’m super sore from possibly over doing it at the gym, I have boots in my hands, a huge gallon of water, a 12 pk toilet paper roll ,a gym bag, my work bag, and another bag of groceries. I tried to find a strategic way of placing all the bags in my two hands, but something went terribly wrong, and down went my milk, gallon of water, 12 pk toilet paper roll…all on the sidewalk. So now I’m super frustrated trying to rack up the fallen items without dropping the other items, and in the meantime trying not to let my keys get lost in the chaos because I still had to lock my door..
Now I know this wasn’t the end of the world, but I almost started to cry! I guess it was just a build up of frustration..but then something hit me..”TOUGHEN UP CHICA!” You are going to be only God knows where (literally) and will have to deal with many more frustrating situations, and more uncomfortable climates, than a 40 degree night in NYC battling grocery bags!!!
SO I gathered up the scattered bags, walked down the block and, though my hand was practically numb from the strain of the plastic bags on it..lol, I kept it moving…and did not complain!
SO, I know this race will also make me a lot tougher than I am, and will teach me how to be content and not complain when a situation is frustrating me to no end…boy it’s gonna be a painful lesson..but a much needed and beneficial one.. =)
With His agenda to love,
Bethsaida
