Life's little irritants...now that's a lesson in itself! Usually we think of irritants as a situation that occurs caused by another person. For instance, you have two items and go to the fast check out line at Giant Eagle. The sign posted near the checkout line reads, "Ten items or less" and the person in front of you has twenty items. You know this because you stood there and counted each one and you begin taking loud deep breaths and tapping your foot just in case the disobedient customer needs a signal that you aren't happy you have to wait.
My personal irritant of late happens to be a cowlick that has begun showing up in the back of my head! Yep, along with aching muscles and increasing wrinkles, now I have a cowlick? My hair stylist was told on my recent trip for a trim and she is implementing solutions; however, this troubling occurrence, daily needing my full attention, is all consuming. In fact, at a Pony League World Series game last week I took a break from watching the game to glance over the crowd at the heads of female attendees. You know, checking out to see if perhaps they had the same awful dilemma. It was like a game of "I Spy" and sure enough there were women with the same hair condition.
The next morning as I walked into the bathroom and started my daily procedure of covering over my cowlick, it was as if the Holy Spirit had enough. His audible voice seemed to be ringing in my head, "You know, Cookie, at least you have hair." And there it was. The incredible simple lesson overriding my first place, self-imposed race of desire. Suddenly all the women currently dealing with cancer or still in the throes of the after effects of chemo came rushing to the forefront of my mind. And I honestly felt very, very foolish.
Then, as if to enhance my personal lesson, the Holy Spirit continued to teach, "It's been 16 years since your adventure with breast cancer, Cookie. Sixteen years...with hair." It made my irritant seem extremely small in comparison and I thought, "Thank you, Lord, for you goodness and mercy and please forgive my selfish groanings. By the way, and not as an afterthought, thank you for the sixteen years I've been able to experience the joys given with my family."
Have a wonderful weekend, my friends. And if you encounter an irritant, just consider all the upsides and be thankful for what you have; especially if you're standing in the express aisle at the grocery store behind someone who has forgotten to look at the number of items sign! They just might be needing a smile or patience to get them through their day!
Blessings! It's not too early to begin to be thankful!