It was soap. Soap! And before I knew it my thoughts had gone wild with my emotions varying somewhere between upset and frustrated.
Why couldn’t everyone think ahead? Why should I be inconvenienced because they did not plan accordingly?
Why was I making such a big deal about this?
Why was I not just being understanding and loving.
I hated the frustration in me.
Two of my younger siblings and I had accompanied my aunt to Kiawah Island to celebrate my little brother’s high school graduation. Through a misunderstanding neither of them had brought shampoo and conditioner believing that I had packed it for everyone. The fact was, I had packed a travel size of each – which is just enough to last me the week. Now I was obligated to share.
I imagined that my hair would be as bad as my attitude in that moment before the week was up. It amazed me how something as little as soap would set me off. Fortunately for my sister, who was oblivious to the battle I was having with myself in my mind who once again asked for the soap, I was right in the middle of reading Ann Voskamp’s One Thousand Gifts and was learning to breathe deep and live in the moment. I handed her the two small bottles.
“This is all you brought?”
I explained how I thought we were all packing for ourselves. As she went to get her shower I sat on the bed in our room reflecting on the range of emotions that had just surged through me. It is amazing how something so little can seem like so much. I am thankful for that incident with the soap because it taught me to live and experience the moments that I am in, process them before reacting/responding, and it taught me that even when things do not go according to how I plan, that doesn’t mean that things won’t keep going. The world doesn’t stop just because something unexpected happens.
So live in the moment. Cherish the unplanned and unexpected changes in life. Don’t be a stick in the mud.
Oh, and in case you are wondering, the soap lasted 3 of us all week.
When you submit, God supplies.