(Please excuse me if the grammar is not perfect or if the message is not clearly conveyed, as I am trying to pen down my thought process.)
Having faith means having confidence that what we hope for will actually happen, and it gives us assurance about things we cannot see. (Hebrew 11:1 NLT)
How about patience? What does be patient means?
I don't consider myself as a patient person. Though I seldom get angry, I often get irritated by others' small habits, and I worry way too much, and I take action so quickly that often times I found myself missing out on sweet deals that I could had have if I have waited longer or have consulted more people before making a decision.
I am currently going through a situation that requires a lot of patience from me: my parents are coming to the United States to attend my graduation and I am planning a 2 and a half weeks long vacation trip for all three of us.
I knew since the very beginning that this will be a challenging experience, for both my parents and I. However, I think I have underestimated the amount of stress that I will feel. From applying visas, to booking flight tickets, to planning sightseeing itinerary, to currently guiding them in luggage packing, my excitement has already worn out, and it has been replaced by fear, anxiousness, and regrets.
Don't get me wrong, I do not regret the decision and their coming, but I regret on every single small things that I could have done better. To give you an example, my biggest regret is that I chose to buy separate flights for them, so instead of connecting flights all the way from KL to Indy, now they have to "manually transit" their check-in luggage at JFK because their JFK-Indy flights are disconnected from their KL-JFK flights.
I could already imagine all the tensions and arguments between my parents. I understand that it is going to be hard for every first timers trying to remain calm in the midst of the whole tiring and confusing international flying experience, but I am afraid that it is going to be EXTRA HARD for my parents because of their deep insecurities.
In times like this, my perfectionist does not help. It only makes things worse. I get so stressed out thinking and planning about everything, I go into my "stressed out mode": cry a lot, hate human interaction, sleep irregularly, binge eating, tense body figure......
So, after ranting so much, what do I learn about patience in the midst of this hot mess?
I learn that patience doesn't just mean "to be able to accept or tolerate delays, problems, or suffering without becoming annoyed or anxious" (as defined by Google), it also means to accept that I am not in control. God is.
I may come out with a perfect planning that break everything down into minutes, but what good does that serve? Does it means that my parents will not get frustrated with all the transits? Does it means that if I follow the plan strictly, I will be happy?
No.
No matter how well I plan, I can't control my parents arguing, I can't control how the hotels or buses are going to be, I can't control my parents' overall US experience. Therefore, God, as I am writing this article, I am laying down this burden at Jesus's feet. Help me not to worry but be patient, be patient for I know that Your timing is the best timing, Your will is not to harm us to lead us closer in love, to you.
With that prayer, there is only one thing left for me to control: my temper.
I can choose to cry, to worry, and to stain everyone with my negativity, or I can remain silent, remain hopeful, and remain joyful.
"Dear brothers and sisters, when trouble come your way, consider it an opportunity for great joy. For you know that wen your faith is tested, your endurance has a chance to grow. So let it grow, for when your endurance is fully developed, you will be perfect and complete, needing nothing." (James 1:1-4 NLT)
Oh ya, Tina, you can control your grades too. So please go back to completing your assignments now ;)
Wednesday, April 20, 2016
Saturday, April 9, 2016
开花城物语 3
春天狂想曲,继续进行中
指示:看图说故事 (符条:禁用诗句)
小剧场(二)
(本故事纯属虚构!)
向晴从小就是个孤儿,常常被同学嘲笑说她是朵路边的野花,不起眼也没有人会珍惜。还好向晴个性开朗,面对各种嘲笑总是一笑而过。她坚信,只要她做好自己,天天迎着阳光向上向善,总有一天有人会发现她的好。
她的坚持,她的好,他都看见了。即便在茫茫人群中,他也总是能准确无误地认出她。对他而言,不论其他的女生再怎么浪漫、怎么高贵、怎么娇媚,在她那耀眼的笑容面前,她们也不过是一群黯然失色的陪衬品。
当时歌唱事业才刚起步的他,有感而发为她写了一首歌。歌名叫《晴天》。当时的大男孩,现在已锐变成大街小巷无人不晓的周董。
而她,被千万女粉丝孤立了。
粉丝一号在旁冷笑着表示:“哼,你算哪根葱,也配让他为你写歌!”
(全剧终)
读者点评:“什么狗屁结局?!还有这种少女言情小说式的写作手法是想拐骗谁?!下一个故事限一百字内说完。”
作者回:“可以。敬请各位期待下一个春天看图说故事小剧场。”
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