Something happened this morning and it all started because of a trivial matter.
My mum was trying to clean one of the fans by using a small brush to remove the dust. It was flying all over the room and a lot landed on the floor. If she turned on the fan, the remaining dust (which had come loose) would have been blown onto my brother's bed. He was still sleeping at that time.
I told my mum she should not use that method as it would be much easier to remove the cover and blade and have them washed with water. Because of that comment I made, she thought I found her a nuisance and kicked up a fuss. When I saw her reacted that way, I also got agitated. Then my brother woke up and made some angry comments. Tempers flared and quarrels began.
I was already running late for work due to the pain on my left knee. I needed to put some ice on it to soothe the discomfort. Everything got delayed further as I needed to dismantle the fan and have the parts cleaned.
When I was doing that, I dropped the blade which had three plastic petals. One of them broke and when my brother saw it, he thought I was venting my frustrations on it. He then made some remarks. I got even more worked up and demanded that he kept his comments to himself.
After I towelled dry the parts and have them re-assembled, I took my stuff and left the house in a huff as I could not be bothered with everyone anymore.
I am angry with myself, first and foremost, for allowing the devil to lay in foothold in a matter so trivial like cleaning a fan to making three adults quarrel like some small kids.
I could have handled the situation in a better manner but because I was off-guard, I went along with it and made matters worse.
Reflecting on the above-mentioned now, I could have helped my mum do what I thought was a better method than to make so much comments about it. She probably have meant well when she was trying to clean the fan but some words I said could have affected her.
As for my brother's remarks when I broke the blade, I could have allowed him to say what he wanted to but nope, I did not. Instead I allowed my pride to get the better of me by defending myself and by raising my voice at him.
What irked me most is this - a few days ago, I prayed and asked the Lord to help me be a testimony to my brother so that I can share my faith with him but now with this incident, how to?
I spent some time in prayer just now at the rooftop of my workplace. I know what I need to do and I pray I will do it soon. I need to get myself right with God, my mum and brother because this Sunday I am serving in the Worship Team. Tonight there is a rehearsal and I cannot let this affect me to the point where I cannot worship the Lord in spirit and in truth.
Who's right or wrong is not important - what matters is that I seek reconciliation with my mum and brother. I hope they will understand when I speak to them.
I never expected this to happen when I woke up but it did. It hurts to hurt the people I love so dearly. I pray in my pilgrim's journey, there will be less of this though I know it is part and parcel of relationships. Today I fell into a pit because I was not careful. I hope in future I will watch what I say and do.
Time for me to mend broken relationships.
Forgive me, Lord.
"In your anger do not sin": Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry, and do not give the devil a foothold." Ephesians 4:26-27
"Therefore, if you are offering your gift at the altar and there remember that your brother has something against you, leave your gift there in front of the altar. First go and be reconciled to your brother; then come and offer your gift." Matthew 5:23-24
My mum was trying to clean one of the fans by using a small brush to remove the dust. It was flying all over the room and a lot landed on the floor. If she turned on the fan, the remaining dust (which had come loose) would have been blown onto my brother's bed. He was still sleeping at that time.
I told my mum she should not use that method as it would be much easier to remove the cover and blade and have them washed with water. Because of that comment I made, she thought I found her a nuisance and kicked up a fuss. When I saw her reacted that way, I also got agitated. Then my brother woke up and made some angry comments. Tempers flared and quarrels began.
I was already running late for work due to the pain on my left knee. I needed to put some ice on it to soothe the discomfort. Everything got delayed further as I needed to dismantle the fan and have the parts cleaned.
When I was doing that, I dropped the blade which had three plastic petals. One of them broke and when my brother saw it, he thought I was venting my frustrations on it. He then made some remarks. I got even more worked up and demanded that he kept his comments to himself.
After I towelled dry the parts and have them re-assembled, I took my stuff and left the house in a huff as I could not be bothered with everyone anymore.
I am angry with myself, first and foremost, for allowing the devil to lay in foothold in a matter so trivial like cleaning a fan to making three adults quarrel like some small kids.
I could have handled the situation in a better manner but because I was off-guard, I went along with it and made matters worse.
Reflecting on the above-mentioned now, I could have helped my mum do what I thought was a better method than to make so much comments about it. She probably have meant well when she was trying to clean the fan but some words I said could have affected her.
As for my brother's remarks when I broke the blade, I could have allowed him to say what he wanted to but nope, I did not. Instead I allowed my pride to get the better of me by defending myself and by raising my voice at him.
What irked me most is this - a few days ago, I prayed and asked the Lord to help me be a testimony to my brother so that I can share my faith with him but now with this incident, how to?
I spent some time in prayer just now at the rooftop of my workplace. I know what I need to do and I pray I will do it soon. I need to get myself right with God, my mum and brother because this Sunday I am serving in the Worship Team. Tonight there is a rehearsal and I cannot let this affect me to the point where I cannot worship the Lord in spirit and in truth.
Who's right or wrong is not important - what matters is that I seek reconciliation with my mum and brother. I hope they will understand when I speak to them.
I never expected this to happen when I woke up but it did. It hurts to hurt the people I love so dearly. I pray in my pilgrim's journey, there will be less of this though I know it is part and parcel of relationships. Today I fell into a pit because I was not careful. I hope in future I will watch what I say and do.
Time for me to mend broken relationships.
Forgive me, Lord.
"In your anger do not sin": Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry, and do not give the devil a foothold." Ephesians 4:26-27
"Therefore, if you are offering your gift at the altar and there remember that your brother has something against you, leave your gift there in front of the altar. First go and be reconciled to your brother; then come and offer your gift." Matthew 5:23-24
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