Happy one day……Pissed off the next
So Christmas was yesterday. That’s the day when everyone’s happy, and their hearts are filled with lots of joy. I was also happy that day. My parents got me just about everything that I wanted. A digital camera, pajama set, slippers, sweat suit, a handbag, and a gift card. How happier could I be? But then, today, I’m pissed off right now. I’m just typing this to blow off some steam, and to at least pretend that someone is listening and gives a crap.
Here’s the situation:
My little sister and I try to help out my father with the laundry. I put the wet clothes in the dryer, but then even though my little sister was cleaning the lint-catcher thing out, I was totally oblivious and started the dryer. She quickly lets me know and I try to stop the dryer, but I accidentally take off the button that starts the dryer. So I found a way to stop the dryer. My dad comes in and says, “Okay, okay. Let me take over.” He opens the dryer fixes the arrangement of the clothes and sheets in there, and tells me that I have to straighten the clothes a little before I put them in there, and not to just throw them in there any kind of way. So then he’s getting ready to start the dryer, but I quickly try to put the button back on. The dryer kept making that signal noise while I was trying to put the button on, and I realized that I had to turn the signal off. My dad was buggin’ out the whole time, and when I got everything fixed, he starts yelling at my little sister to pick something up off the floor, and says that he told her nicely the first time, but she didn’t listen. Since when was it wrong for humans to make mistakes? Let me answer that: never! So tell me why he was all mad and started flippin’ out for no apparent reason? Who knows. But although diseases are contagious, anger is just the same. I got pissed off. I couldn’t say anything then, but there was a hell of a lot that I wanted to scream at him and to make him realize something and how crazy he was acting, and here’s what:
What the hell is wrong with you? Did the dryer blow up? Are we dead? Didn’t I just fix it? And since when was it okay for fathers to take it out on their children, and if that’s how it’s gonna be, then you sure as hell ain’t the father I once knew, and you might as well be as good as an enemy of mine. Why are you always pissed off and sad, wishing that God gave us something better than having a family of five live in a little townhouse. At least we ain’t out there on the streets, and there’s people out there wishing that had what we had, cuz then they won’t have to worry about food or shelter. We all wish we had something better, but we can’t always get what we want, can we? That’s why we have to make the most of it. And God wants us to do that. Sure, we can pray and all that jazz, but doing that alone isn’t gonna fix anything. We’re strong enough to help ourselves, and God doesn’t want us to keep depending on Him, because he knows that we’re better than that. And I believe that too. I just wish you’d realize that sooner, and maybe we could’ve moved a lot sooner than January. So we had a few minor set-backs. What what Jesus do? I’ll tell you what he’d do. He’d find it in His power to make a solution to his problem, and every step of the way, he’ll make mistakes, but he’ll learn from them to prevail.
I just wish my dad would get a grip. Everyone makes mistakes. This world ain’t perfect, but that’s what makes it something worthwhile.
It’s amazing how you could be happy one day…but pissed off the next.
