Thursday, May 6, 2010

Kinda Frustrating

Let me start by saying I'm having a bad day. A down day, a sad day. Not the "I can't talk 'cause my stupid depression isn't letting me" kind of day. But the kind of day that gets me so frustrated and anything ticks me off.
First, I forgot to do some project for English and after watching other people present theirs, I had to write a page long commercial. Then some kid (god bless his soul) comes up to me and says: "you didn't do it? Really? Wooow, vikki" I snapped back angrily and the poor kid just walked away.
Second, I spend an hour after school in the humidity with people who think I'm annoying or just a bee-otch instead of going to target with my mom to get a bathing suit, because I thought I was going to have fun. Yeah, right.
The-en, my mom picks me up and we can't go to target and she says something in a tone of voice that just snaps something inside of me. We get in an argument and in a flash my mom is NOT happy with me.
After aaall of this, my dad picks me up an we go to Morro for some dinner. I order a chocolate milkshake and sit there sipping while the restaurant's manager comes to talk with my dad. Somehow, there conversation turns to where they go to church and how some people they work with just "can't" find time for God. Then the manager says something that makes me stop sipping and just listen as a smile spreads on my face. He says "'Cause in everyones heart there's a little space like this-" he gestures with his fingers a space of a few centimeters,"that only Jesus can fill. Man, no matter how much money someone has, if they don't have God, there'll always be an empty space. Like.. Like a puzzle with a piece missing." Someone else called him over, and he shrugged before walking off. I don't think he'll ever know how much that statement impacted my day. It made me feel so much better, because by him saying that, I opened my heart. I stopped overthinking about my day and relaxed. I just thought those same words over and over in my head til it filled me and it washed my anger away. Thank you God.
Love,
Vikki

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