Ever smack face-first into the reality that you can be a real ass? Don't you hate that?
I did it today. So convinced that I was right, furious and indignant, ready to rip somebody a new one. Then I realized I was wrong. Crap. Much prefer it when the facts back up my self-righteousness. Stupid facts.
But I can be thankful for this: No new one was ripped. I learned of my idiocy before I had a chance to inflict it on the world at large. I'm crediting God with snatching me back from the brink of hurting a friendship.
About Me
- Holly
- I'm 38 years old, and over a decade into a time of serious Waiting. Waiting for everything I'd always hoped I'd have. I've had to let go of some dreams, but instead of losing them, it's looking like God is bringing them back with some other long-forgotten dreams in tow. I'm now in the process of exploring things I'd previously ruled out for myself, and they all involve performance or audience interaction somehow. So it appears I'm a ham. Still waiting, still in process, but becoming ever more hopeful. A Christian looking for God in what's real. Trying to figure stuff out. Let me know if you think I'm onto anything.
2 comments:
Holly, I am glad you saw the light on this, but some american slangs are new to me, I do not understand what "rip a new one" means, could you please explain?? Is it like getting something new then ripping it? wouldn´t that be strange??
I'll explain that one in an email...
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