Fight Night

Welp! I have decided to be honest. Although it is not easy, I will share an event from last night that I am quite embarrassed about....

Since being in college and finding independence, I have become accustomed to living alone. While in school, I had my own room and kitchen, free for me to use anytime day or night. When I came home last night, I suddenly had the urge to cook. My teenage sister, who is NOT so happy her “diva” older sister has moved back home, immediately interrupted my plans to cook. She jumped off the couch and ran into the kitchen, ready for war. I had already taken the items out that I wanted to make and set them in place. She decided to grab them and proceeded to hide them in various places around the house.

Now anyone who has siblings understands, little siblings are extremely annoying and the older siblings are always told to be the bigger person. Not to mention, she was wearing clothes that were mine on her body while she terrorized me in the kitchen. My first thought was “I am grown! How dare you come in this kitchen and ruin my plans!” My second thought was “let me show you who really runs the house.” I then began to yell at her and pushed her out of the way. We had a tad bit of a shoving match and then she walked away. She left the kitchen and I proceeded to make my meal. 

I am sharing this story because there is a deeper meaning behind our silly fight.  How many times in life do we assert our authority over a situation without thinking about the true outcome?  My sister wanted to clean the kitchen around the same time I decided to cook and was not mature enough to communicate her concerns of not wanting me to make more of a mess. She simply wanted to find the fastest way to get me out of her way. She yelled, “Your not cooking this late!” and hid the items I was trying to cook. Me being the “older and wiser” sister should have understood the concerns she did not want to appropriately articulate, and found a way to compromise.  Instead, I chose to show her whose boss and now I have to apologize for it.  You know why I have to apologize? Because I feel God leading me to. How can I be a good example of Christ-like-love to the world if I don’t first start at home. How can I grow if I do not admit my mistakes and learn to do better?  Luke 6:37 says, “forgive and you will be forgiven.”  I forgive her already and she better forgive me too! (haha)

By the way , the macaroni and cheese I made was so delicious and almost worth ALL the trouble.

Love,

Gab