Drama… Drama… Drama… with a little Mama Drama cherry on top! That’s what my yesterday consisted of. None of this drama belonged to this mama, mind you, but somehow I was privy to drama from many outside sources. I. Am. Tired. I went to bed last night with a heavy heart and the sun rose with the weight still entangling my soul.
I have a 13 year old – so need I say more? There’s always a certain amount of drama, but yesterday was different… Two of my friends are at odds at each other (and one at me for Heaven only knows why…), another school mom was messaging me about something she deemed inappropriate at school, and then I walked into church last night … (looking for a safe haven and restoring of my spirit) the lady who sits in front of me also happens to work with me, I hadn’t even put my caboose on the pew before she had turned around…”You will never believe the drama at work today…”.
When my head hit my pillow last night, I lay there thinking. What’s at the root of all of this drama? Why are so many people up in arms? HOW IN THE WORLD DID I GET IN THE MIDDLE?!? Seriously, I was minding my own business cleaning yesterday… Then it hit me. There is a common thread amongst all three issues.
Pride. Pride and selfishness.
I’m not here to point fingers – not at all. Heaven knows I’ve had my own mama drama over the past thirty something years.
But don’t most conflicts revolve around these same two issues?
Someone is doing something I don’t like.
So I must set them straight.
I have been offended, they will pay.
I can’t believe they can’t see this the way I do.
Lots of I going on.
May I suggest, there’s one word that could’ve saved all of these dear people from lots of drama yesterday?
Grace
Instead of jumping to conclusions.
Instead of jumping people.
Give them what you would want.
Grace
We are all in this drama of life together, whether we like it or not.
Instead of pointing fingers.
Before we dish out a piece of our mind.
Pause
Grace, mama – give her grace.
You just may find yourself on the other end of the drama tomorrow. I’ll just bet you’d want that grace too.
