Guess my therapy session is postponed indefinitely. The frustrations I’ve had lately are done and over with and nothing can be accomplished by rehashing them. I believe God has brought a couple of people (one 25 years younger, another 25 years older!) into my life over the past few days to remind me everyone has stuff they are dealing with. And those people are dealing with “their stuff” by continually focusing on Him, not the issue.
It’s not the fact I have frustrations, we all do and will continue to have, but the fact I am putting way too much effort and anger and disgust into those frustrations. Instead I want to load them all up in a bag (Santa Claus style) and just deliver them to the Lord. Let Him open each one and say “yup, I got that, don’t worry” or “did you learn something from this?” and then toss it aside.
Through the “frustration lessons” I am learning how to deal with certain aspects of living here and how to lessen the frustration level. Not necessarily by stopping the event that causes the frustrations in the first place, but allowing God to change my reaction to the situation.
I know this isn’t the end of my frustrations, but I pray it’s the end of my holding onto them, reliving them, “discussing” them with myself and then eventually giving them to God. I want to give it up now and say “done and done!”