Deep Sigh......

Quite some time back while reading one of the Gospel readings, this part caught my attention - how did Simon of Cyrene feel when he was forced to carry the cross for Jesus. This morning, I recalled what Bro John Soh mentioned abt how life is alwz full of crosses - if not ur own, then it will be others' crosses when the effects of their sins splash on you.

This afternoon, I got a very serious complaint from a patient. My service did not meet her expectation and she did not let the matter rest despite  having apologised to her and THANKING HER FOR HER 'FEEDBACK'. It went to my boss. Throughout the whole complaint, that lady did not show any mercy towards me. The worst part was she tried to find fault with me and accused me. Luckily I was there throughout to correct those accusations. I did not know what grace was that - my heart didnt race like mad and I was not trembing with anger. Usually I will. Perhaps recently I am too tired to mount an angry response. I was upset with not being able to have a proper cross fire with her. She was fierce and I know that I will not lose the battle if I could debate with her. But in the service line, I COULD NOT.

It was like a momentary replay of Jesus' trial before the Pilate, how he was accused with lies, how the effects of (our) sins lashed mercilessly on the poor body of Jesus, how much pain we caused him and how much our wrongdoings 'wanted him dead'. What's more, Jesus is totally sinless and innocent.

I saw how ugly an effect anger can cause, and it was a pity I cannot thank that lady personally for showing me that. I will continue to pray to God for the grace to be 'slow to anger and rich in faithful kindness'. Hopefully when that day comes, I will have a share in His eternal life.