I’ll get to more details about my first week soon, but for now, let me tell you a little (embarrassing!) tale of my last week unemployed.
One day a week or two ago I may have been frustrated to the point of tears at the local post office.
The details aren’t particularly important. I think we could all tell tales about how illogical and unhelpful post offices can be. That’s not what this post is about.
It’s about me…or more specifically, my sinful heart. For really, when I say I was “frustrated,” I’m just painting my sinful anger in a socially-acceptable light. I wouldn’t say that I’m a person characterized by anger, but this situation brought out what was in the dregs of my heart. If it wasn’t there in the first place, how could it have come out?
What surprised me about this incident was not what came up (I’ve long since realized my own sinfulness) but how easily it came out. I’d like to think that I’m much more holy than that.
Umm, yeah.
I’m thankful for the postal service and the God who used it to remind me that He’s not done refining me yet.
While you don’t give many details here, this post reminds me of something I heard long ago: all negative emotions are rooted in fear.
The idea is that if you can figure out what you are afraid of at the core, then you can ease the negative emotion you’re experiencing, since fear is the lack of faith.
Frustration, in particular, is usually the fear that things will never change.
I just wonder, if in that moment at the post office, some part of you was fearful of your current situation. You’d experienced job loss and the related stresses, and maybe it just finally came out as frustration.
I could be completely off, LOL. That’s just what came to mind as I read this.
It’s great to see that you were able to use the experience at the post office to gain some perspective and improve upon yourself.