Sometimes people just fight for no apparent reason. Or at least, not a GOOD apparent reason. Like tonight. My immediate family had an argument. I wasn't part of it, but it still had the potential to hurt me if I let it and also to raise stress levels to yet another high.
But I chose to try to stay as calm as possible. I chose to use my hospitality. I attempted to not say anymore than I absolutely had to, and to try to choose my words carefully. Not to imply that I'm better than everyone else -- I am the first to admit, it's not usually that way. But I can be happy for those times when I don't completely blow it.
Still, people fight. We fight. And most of the time, it's about stuff that really doesn't matter. In the long run, it's relevance is nil. Yeah. And it stinks. Big time. Too bad we waste so much energy, so much adrenaline, so much anger and pain and words better left unspoken and even better never thought . . . . to have strife. It really does STINK. I pray that I will see more of this side of it, so next time I'm the party about to be offended or already offended, I will perhaps reflect and try to be the peacemaker instead. I will need help to do that. But I sincerely want to!
May your week ahead be one of peace . . . . one in which you may practice loving not just saying you love someone. Actions speak louder than words (although words can cut you down).