“Distraction”
Posted by on Mon, 05 Jan 2009 06:02:33 -0500.
Winter has been great so far; busy but great.
We have had a rash of broken stuff already this year, probably more so far this year than in the past two combined. A great opportunity for me to show patience, kindness, gentleness, and self control toward my coworkers who keep on breaking stuff.
Over the past few years, I have been getting closer to the man worthy of “attack by distraction”, as I have been winning in the more typical “sin” battles.
3 days ago, I am on my way up for a great day of building roads in our expert terrain, one of the coolest aspects of my job. About 20 minutes into my day, and literally just after finishing listening to a podcast, here it comes on channel 4, “Meeker Meeker copy Banister on Channel 4. Tigger (the snowcat) is leaking a lot of coolant.”
And just like that, my day was stolen, killed, destroyed. Instead of hanging out with God while building roads in the expert terrain, I was now going to be spending the rest of my day laying under the cat and taking numerous coolant baths. Although sweet to the taste, not the nicest forecast for a day.
At which point the word “Distraction” came to mind. What was I going to choose to do here? Whine? Mope? Or ask God to join me under Tigger while I took my Glycol shower?
I chose the latter and then later saw that this was for a reason. If I had handled the situation poorly, I would have not gotten to share truth with a coworker who needed to hear some in a rough season of hurt and betrayal in her life.
We have had a rash of broken stuff already this year, probably more so far this year than in the past two combined. A great opportunity for me to show patience, kindness, gentleness, and self control toward my coworkers who keep on breaking stuff.
Over the past few years, I have been getting closer to the man worthy of “attack by distraction”, as I have been winning in the more typical “sin” battles.
3 days ago, I am on my way up for a great day of building roads in our expert terrain, one of the coolest aspects of my job. About 20 minutes into my day, and literally just after finishing listening to a podcast, here it comes on channel 4, “Meeker Meeker copy Banister on Channel 4. Tigger (the snowcat) is leaking a lot of coolant.”
And just like that, my day was stolen, killed, destroyed. Instead of hanging out with God while building roads in the expert terrain, I was now going to be spending the rest of my day laying under the cat and taking numerous coolant baths. Although sweet to the taste, not the nicest forecast for a day.
At which point the word “Distraction” came to mind. What was I going to choose to do here? Whine? Mope? Or ask God to join me under Tigger while I took my Glycol shower?
I chose the latter and then later saw that this was for a reason. If I had handled the situation poorly, I would have not gotten to share truth with a coworker who needed to hear some in a rough season of hurt and betrayal in her life.
