Today I'm struggling with compassion for people who can't handle the same stress that I deal with on a daily basis. The Bible says that we don't know each others troubles or trials. So it's not fair for me to be so insensitive. I know that I have my limitations as well. Why is it that I can't overlook their limitations and appreciate that their stress can be just different then my own? I look at them and think they must me lazy. I have a demanding schedule and yet I don't whine about it all the time. I don't get the opportunity to do what I want every time I want to do it. I have responsibilities. I guess it's frustrating when others don't like taking on theirs. But isn't that what being a grownup is all about? I know if I were to think about my limitations in comparison I would feel foolish for thinking this way. But I just needed to voice my frustration and go about my day.
CD/DVD Player: Depeche Mode "The Singles 86>98"
Mood: Unsympathetic
Link of the Day:
Zip Code - Enter your zip code slowly. Sam sent this to me. It's pretty cool.
posted by Charity at 9/10/2004 08:13:00 AM 
