Humility

So everyone who knows me knows that most of the time I think I've got it handled and usually think my way is the best way (stop laughing). Every once and a while, events happen to deflate my head a bit. The deflating process has been in full force lately.

Burst bubble #1:
After organizing an evening out for a group of eight people to see Wicked the musical, a nice dinner and arrival at the theatre, we discovered people in our seats, or so we thought. Turns out this girl who has everything under control bought tickets for the 2pm show, but remembered the 8 pm show and there we all were six hours late for seeing the show we purchased tickets for. A merciful house manager allowed us to stand in the back (on chairs) of the highest mezzinine and watch the show. Thank you God for rescuing me from myself.

Deflation # 2:
In the past I have pridefully thought, how could someone run out of gas in their car. When your gas is low, you fill it. So . . . on Sunday, when coming back from a friends birthday party, guess who ran out of gas less than a mile from our destination. YES! Luckily (thanks Dad) we had a gas can and walked to the next exit where we got a ride (from someone we knew) to get gas and get our car. Thank you God for rescuing me from myself.

Nail in the coffin:
If these haven't been enough for prideful me, yesterday I locked my keys in my car at school. Yes, yes I did. Of course my spare is at the house, but my house key was also on that chain. A super helpful parish employee worked some magic with a coat hanger and the car was opened within 20 minutes of being locked (and 5 minutes before the students recorders were needed that were stuck in the car with the keys). Thank you God for rescuing me from myself.

Now one may think that this should be enough for one person, but I have a feeling that the point of humility has not been fully ingrained in my head and I'm sure there will be many more mistakes. Stay tuned . . .

Annie