Missing the Goal

The other day, I was waiting on the sidewalk for the walk sign to light up so I could continue my errands. When the signal changed, I stepped off the curb. A car turning left from the one-way street on my right just missed me as it cut the corner. I jumped backwards to avoid being pumped. As it zipped by I read the sticker on its bumper and laughed. It said, “Safety is my goal.”

That driver fell short of his goal with his in-a-rush turn. I think I’m that way sometimes. I set a goal and then the busyness of daily life distracts me. My priorities get mixed up in a moment of chaos.

It was like that one day this week. My goal is usually to make others feel positive about their selves. But I was fatigued and feeling bad so I was short with someone who wasn’t being polite. He thought it was a game and I went from crappy to grouchy to rude. And I didn’t even care I hurt his feelings, because mine were pretty irritated.

What I wanted to do was smile and ask how he was doing, since he started receiving hospice care. But I allowed my unpleasant attitude to take over. I laughed at a guy who almost ran over me but become angry at a man who simply took food before it was ready to serve to everyone. I can relate to Paul in Romans 7:15, “For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do.”

Have you ever looked back at an encounter and wished you had said something differently? What did you do to make amends?

One thought on “Missing the Goal

  1. Lynn Hare

    Nancey, thanks for the honesty. When I blow it and lose my cool, I usually go back and apologize for the edge in my voice or my impatience. I wish I could always get it right the first time, but the next best thing is to be real and ask for grace. I find the hardest person to forgive is myself, and I need to appropriate grace for myself along the way.

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