High-Five!

I don't swear. I really try to use the golden rule and to treat others how I want to be treated myself. I get 8+ hours of sleep a night. I even pick up garbage if I see it when I'm on a run. Well, sometimes. Not if it's really nasty. I don't think I have EVER littered. I don't even get mad when my little cousins are annoying me. See? :)

BUT. Jesus, please forgive me. While I am WORKING towards loving all people like you loved me, I sometimes struggle.

While I am stuck in traffic on a 90 degree day behind a Canadian driver talking on their cell phone going ten miles under the speed limit, I can't seem to help it. Through clenched teeth I am reciting, "Love this person, love this person, love this person" while I notice I have a death-grip on the steering wheel and if looks could kill, they would be toast.

When I have a nectarine and a diet-coke and I'm in the "express, 10 items or less" and someone is in front of me, with like 35 ITEMS! (yep, I counted) and is not being very nice, I sometimes have a hard time. I know, I know. I should not be secretly hoping their container of blueberries opens and blueberries roll everywhere. I'm working on this.

So I came across this, and seriously laughed for like 3 straight minutes. Don't think that's a long time? You try laughing for three straight minutes.

Even sometimes I think I deserve a high five in the face with a chair. and when I remember that, it makes it a little easier to love others. :)