I don’t do that often anymore, living life more on an even keel. My words have weight and I can’t dilute a testimony by getting upset.
I thought I’d mastered the art of pause.
But I didn’t pause today. I reacted and I used words that shouldn’t have come out of my mouth. I hurt people that I care about and I’m sure I’ve done some lasting damage to some relationships with loved ones.
It doesn’t matter if I was right or had a point. It became wrong the minute I reacted in anger. I’d been tired, battling an illness for days and barely able to think straight. Perhaps I should’ve stayed in bed another day.
I’m frustrated with myself. I know me. I’ll beat myself up for weeks over this.



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