It's like a rucksack with deep pockets: I reach inside and find out that I'm grumpy about lateness, or being interrupted, or when people finish a sentence with the word 'so' as though they expect you to finish it...
There are a lot of imps in this rucksack. I'm trying really hard not to let them out because they have a habit of wounding people and then making me feel guilty... which, to be honest, only adds new goblins to the bag.
I need to eat better breakfast I think. But also, as a Christian, I probably need to take the rucksack of naughty-attitude-elves and dump it at the cross. That's fancy language for letting go (in the best way possible) of all the attitudes I notice and not picking them up again. Then I have to trust that God will help me adopt his attitudes instead. Which I only get to know by being close to him.
But perhaps attitudes are more like directions.
If I'm grumpy about lateness for example, is that because I've chosen to 'face towards' um... Ultimate Punctuality? That is a weird direction to face, because I am frequently ten minutes late for things. I often find myself jumping from room to room like a frightened gazelle, looking for my keys. That winds me up. Could I change that direction?
If I'm easily annoyed about being interrupted, is that because my face is constantly looking at myself, my own insecurities and my pride? Is that what it is? Probably. How do I change that direction? Well, I have to look somewhere else, to someone who's more gracious and much better at this than I am.
So are these attitudes naughty imps or is it me looking in the wrong directions? I reckon it might be both - elves who jump into my rucksack while I'm looking the other way. I think from time to time, it's important to tackle the rucksack.
As for people who finish sentences with a trailing 'so'... I probably just ought to let that one go.
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