As a child I read that contention was of the devil, so I wanted no part. I worked on being a peace maker for years and years. Growing up with siblings tries one's patience, but four boys and no sisters yet was very challenging, then when they did come they were too young to be comerades and I did not find any comfort at school, my classmates called me a freak. Nonetheless, I seriously did not want to be angered or the source of anger for others. I focused on not letting things bother me for years and years until now I can endure almost unbearable things like moms do.
But, my real wisdom comes from learning that it can be willfully
developed. It, like most things worth having, take a long time.
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