I feel like posting something serious, something about humility. But I know that most of my readers would like something happy. Too bad, you'll have to accept my serious post.
My Grandma is 83 (I think...) and just recently she's been in a lot of pain. She called me this morning to help her get dressed, so I walked over. She was an emotional mess, she was angry at being unable to do simple things, so she'd start crying. I think also, she had to put her pride aside to accept help from me. I was glad to help her, I just wish that her pain would go away soon. I started thinking about how I would react if I was in her shoes. I think I would have a very hard time letting people help me.
We took Grandma to her doctors appointment, she kept apologizing for taking up our time. I don't think she knows that we gladly did it. Although I did struggle with being impatient while waiting for her and Mom to finish shopping, so while dealing with that attitude I thought about Grandma. She has to accept help, so if she saw my impatience she would feel even worse than she did. So I tried to let it go.
So today, I've thought about patience and humility. They look easy on paper, but when I dealt with issues that require them it was a bit harder to live them.
"Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience." Colossians 3:12
Good thing God gave us the Holy Spirit to help us.