Walking in The Garden of Eden #Mormons

Walking in the Garden of Eden is hazardous as you’ll always run into people you know, even on bad hair, no make up days. Adrianna was getting her hair cut when I walked into the local Cost Cutters. As I shopped for new exercise pants that I won’t wear ever, I saw Beverly. At the grocery store, I saw Mark’s widow. Wherever I went today, I ran into someone.

That’s why I am cautious when I honk my horn at a bad driver. It might be someone I know.

Jesus is always with us, too. He sees us on those no make up, bad hair days; on those days when we act the worst; during times when we think no one is looking; when we celebrate something; and when our darkest thoughts parade through our minds and no one can hear the words we think.

Jesus can hear us, see us, and He loves us anyway.

As I was parked on the highway in a construction zone the other day, I felt hot, tired, and cranky. Everyone was a putz in my opinion–the car who wouldn’t move faster than the speed limit; the people who don’t know what to do in a construction zone; the ones who want to hold traffic up while they gawk at a car on the side of the road or an accident–all putzes.

I’m the biggest putz of all–the person all tired and weary from the day, taking out her frustrations on the putzes in front of me.

Yep, that’s me.

I feel Romans 7:15:

For that which I do I allow not: for what I would, that do I not; but what I hate, that do I.

The above was quoted for those enamored with the King James Version. Personally, I like the plainer NIV:

I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do.

Ever done that? Your good intentions suddenly drop out from beneath you like those houses in Florida into a sinkhole? Instead of giving great kindness, we come across badly?

The other day I drove home a different route. Sometimes, the scenic route is much better and you are less aggravated when you arrive home.

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