I was going through my phone tonight. Particularly the notepad app where I store little tidbits of information that I don\u2019t want to write on scraps of paper lest I lose them. Contact info, driving directions, ideas for books, those sorts of things. Once in a while I write down a lesson I\u2019ve learned or a thought to ponder, so as I went through my phone tonight, I got an opportunity to remind myself of things of some life lessons I\u2019d forgotten.<\/p>\n
One note I found was about a time a little over a year ago when I was at the Dallas airport with Don, on my way to a gathering of evangelists who specializes in apologetics so see if I might have a future in their organization. Don was, and persists to be one of the kindest and most sanctified men I have ever known, and he had mentored me for a year or so in his ideology of ministry, this trip was a sort of a culmination of that.
\nAs we were waiting for the layover in Dallas I got myself distracted and lost track of time. When I eventually returned to the Gate, Don was there waiting for me, with a smile on his face, to inform me that I\u2019d missed my flight, and that he had waited so I wouldn\u2019t have to fly alone. Then he rescheduled our flights and took me out to dinner.<\/p>\n
That however, despite being awesome, is not what the note was about. I had written it down to remind myself how I felt afterwards, as we continued to travel. It was a tremendous amount of personal responsibility.<\/p>\n
I had caused Don to miss his flight, and in so doing, I sent us into a contingency plan, after that, No matter what went wrong, I felt it was at least partially my fault. If I\u00a0hadn’t\u00a0of missed the flight we\u00a0wouldn’t\u00a0even be here.<\/p>\n
And I realized. Isn\u2019t that always the case? No matter what you do or where you are, or what goes wrong in your life, In some ways it was only able to happen because of you and the choices you\u2019ve made to impact the world. If things were different, things would be different.<\/p>\n
In my phone The line in the note said:<\/p>\n
\u201cThis helps me take responsibility for things which aren\u2019t exactly my fault\u201d<\/p>\n
What a lesson! How often am I accused of something falsely and I curl up and get defensive and look at everything else that caused it. The fact is everything might have been different if I had done different things, and I can own that. And if there\u2019s even a low percentage of responsibility that\u2019s mine, well then I have to admit that if that percentage weren\u2019t there, it probably wouldn\u2019t have happened.<\/p>\n
Now I can say it \u201cI\u2019m sorry about that\u201d<\/p>\n
I got out of a relationship a few months ago and I was totally exhausted. My girlfriend and I had been fighting to make it work for months, and both of us are really good at fighting. She became generally unsatisfied with me and I felt there was nothing I could do to change that. Anything she asked me to do or change or improve about myself that I succeeded in doing, in my mind only reminded her of 10 more things she needed fixed about me.
\nAs a result when it finally ended, I got this breath of fresh air and self justification. I felt, and with considerable support, that she was simply unsatisfiable, and that no matter what I did to please her it would not have been enough. After all I had bent over backwards in many ways and it didn\u2019t seem even to help, let alone solve, the problem.<\/p>\n
I felt perfectly justified to say \u201cIt\u2019s all her fault. If she would have been satisfied by anything I would have found it, I would have climbed any mountain for her, but even if I had she would have just coldly told me that she wanted me to climb a bunch more. There was nothing I could do, It\u2019s her!\u201d<\/p>\n
There was another note in my phone tonight.<\/p>\n
It read: \u201cPlumerias, Gladiolas, Jasmine, Garden Roses\u201d<\/p>\n
Those were her favorite flowers.<\/p>\n
There was a time in our relationship (or, as happens to be the case, a time just before our relationship) when I was so enamored with her and excited to surprise and please her, that when I happened to overhear her mention her favorite flowers I wrote it down so I wouldn\u2019t forget.<\/p>\n
Shoot man. I barley got her flowers at all near the end. When I did I got her regular roses. She liked garden roses, with the vines. I forgot!<\/p>\n
Something somewhere in me that was there in the beginning of the relationship left. I stopped caring enough to surprise her with flowers. I started to feel imposed upon by her.<\/p>\n
And it\u2019s true that forgetting about flowers, that my losing that lovin\u2019 feeling isn\u2019t what finally killed the relationship, but it\u2019s also true that if things were different, things would be different.<\/p>\n
So now I can say it \u201cI\u2019m sorry\u2026 It could have been different if not for me\u201d<\/p>\n
And I hope I can learn to be sorry more often for even those things that aren\u2019t exactly my fault<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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