Last Sunday while the pastor was speaking, the mike cord, which usually goes up his back and over his shoulder was hanging down his chest. As he waved his arm around during his homily, the cord moved further down his arm. While what he was saying was good, the cord distracted me, waiting for him to catch it in his hand motions and rip it off his ear. I had to quell the urge to go up front and position the cord out of reach of his arm.
I wonder what my need is to fix things. There is the desire in me to not see bad things happen to those around me...to the point of distraction. Maybe it is the narcissistic belief I can carry inside that somehow I can fix everything, and perhaps it is my responsibility to fix it.
In Interpersonal Relations that is called a fallacy, a false belief.
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It's good to know I'm not alone in my need to fix things. No matter how much I logically know I can't fix it...I will focus on it anyway. Darnit.
Have you read Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows yet!?!?! yeah...I finished it less than 24 hours after I purchased it. It's that good.
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